[ The prom. Yeah. Richie remembers that. He had thrown up five times and once nearly on Stan's feet as he psyched himself up to ask Eddie for a dance. Just one. As a joke even though, for him, it was definitely not a joke at all. In the end, he'd chickened out at the last second and asked Bill for the joke dance.

He'd been disgusted and disappointed in himself for nearly the rest of the month. But maybe this really was him making up for that night. Being braver than he thinks he is... ]

If it makes you feel any better, I didn't want to dance with Bill. He was just the first person I saw when I wimped out from asking the real guy I wanted to dance with.

[ His arms loop around Eddie's waist as he takes a step closer and starts to lead the dance. Slow, gentle turns. His thumb rubs against the fabric of his shirt against Eddie's lower back. ]

I also stepped on his feet, so maybe you lucked out.