[Richie isn't sure how much time he's going to have so he moves fast. Or as fast as an old man like him can, at any rate. Still, he hustles.
The first thing he does is move the table closer to his pool. Scenery, right? He clears the top of it off with windex and paper towels because if anyone was going to notice the dust on it, it was gonna be Eddie. Even if his plan involved covering most of that table almost immediately, it was the details that mattered.
He put out place mats that he got from who knew where. The food all goes on platters and plates so that it is almost fancy looking. Richie arranges them like he's gonna take some Instagram photos and then rushes to get coffee, juice, and some candles that literally still have the plastic on them because he never fucking uses candles. Except for now.
When he's done Richie is almost panting with how much he'd been running around. But then Eddie was calling his name and nothing else really matters after that.]
Hey!
[He grins at Eddie and gestures at the table with flourish.]
Ta da! I can clean up for a date, huh? Oh, wait. Shit. Music. I should....
[He pulls out his phone and starts fumbling with it, trying to open Spotify and not have his embarrassing music blare out of it.]
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The first thing he does is move the table closer to his pool. Scenery, right? He clears the top of it off with windex and paper towels because if anyone was going to notice the dust on it, it was gonna be Eddie. Even if his plan involved covering most of that table almost immediately, it was the details that mattered.
He put out place mats that he got from who knew where. The food all goes on platters and plates so that it is almost fancy looking. Richie arranges them like he's gonna take some Instagram photos and then rushes to get coffee, juice, and some candles that literally still have the plastic on them because he never fucking uses candles. Except for now.
When he's done Richie is almost panting with how much he'd been running around. But then Eddie was calling his name and nothing else really matters after that.]
Hey!
[He grins at Eddie and gestures at the table with flourish.]
Ta da! I can clean up for a date, huh? Oh, wait. Shit. Music. I should....
[He pulls out his phone and starts fumbling with it, trying to open Spotify and not have his embarrassing music blare out of it.]
Fuck. One sec. I have a playlist, I think...