[ this whole expedition is bullshit. richie keeps vacillating between walking out the door and keeping himself where he is because what the fuck, there's a fucking clown on the loose and he'd really hoped it was all just a bad dream that he could leave behind.
but these are his friends. his real friends, not those phony ones that hang around because he's made a name for himself, because they saw him in a movie and now they think he's something to be claimed. even with the fog in his brain richie can at least remember each of the losers and why they were important to him.
at least - kind of. ]
Be careful, [ he admonishes unnecessarily, hovering behind eddie and trying to figure out what to do with his hands. he's not good at this stuff, doesn't know how to comfort and reassure, doesn't know how to help in a way that doesn't involve a joke. ] Jesus -
[ there's this weird feeling of frustration in his chest, almost like he feels guilty for not protecting eddie. it's not his fault bowers came back. it wasn't him who asked them all to return to this bullshit town. why should he feel bad about any of this?
but every time he turns to run, that feeling comes back. every time he looks at eddie, that feeling comes back. ]
Sit down, man, c'mon - [ he finally moves to take control of the situation, grasping eddie's arms and attempting to seat the other man on the toilet lid. ] You're gonna make it worse like that.
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but these are his friends. his real friends, not those phony ones that hang around because he's made a name for himself, because they saw him in a movie and now they think he's something to be claimed. even with the fog in his brain richie can at least remember each of the losers and why they were important to him.
at least - kind of. ]
Be careful, [ he admonishes unnecessarily, hovering behind eddie and trying to figure out what to do with his hands. he's not good at this stuff, doesn't know how to comfort and reassure, doesn't know how to help in a way that doesn't involve a joke. ] Jesus -
[ there's this weird feeling of frustration in his chest, almost like he feels guilty for not protecting eddie. it's not his fault bowers came back. it wasn't him who asked them all to return to this bullshit town. why should he feel bad about any of this?
but every time he turns to run, that feeling comes back. every time he looks at eddie, that feeling comes back. ]
Sit down, man, c'mon - [ he finally moves to take control of the situation, grasping eddie's arms and attempting to seat the other man on the toilet lid. ] You're gonna make it worse like that.