Richie doesn't bother sending any more messages. He's learned its best to leave Eddie alone when he's this level of irritated. Usually Richie would push until Eddie reached a breaking point that led to rough, dirty sex but in this particular moments Eddie almost seemed fragile, Richie's intentions were never to make Eddie even more upset and angry. So he just lets the situation be, what else could he really do? He isn't exactly good with this whole relationship thing.

Maybe that's why Eddie is so frustrated?

When Eddie does arrive home he'll notice that the house is rather clean. Richie tried his damn best to follow the chore list Eddie had left for him on the refrigerator, each one color coated. It's a struggle to get into this kind of routine but at least he's making an effort? It keeps his mind occupied while Eddie is at work, Richie isn't exactly having an easy time with being out of work himself. He's grown accustomed to bouncing all over the world, long nights and sold out shows. That pandemic has near drove him crazy.

He can't help that he gets a little bored and lonely while Eddie is gone.

He doesn't even notice that Eddie had already made it back home, he's set up in his small office in order to work on some new material, ear buds blasting heavily within his ears while he tries to focus. He's not getting much of anywhere.

After a long moment of pure shit, he pushes himself up to head towards the kitchen. Maybe a fucking poptart will help?