I thought you wouldn't be able to fucking look at me. After all that. Wouldn't want me around.
[Sharing how he feels has never been a strong suit for him, but all the gentle kissing and the injuries and alcohol of the night have opened him up and left him a little more inhibited.
Richie sits down when he's told, it's not like he doesn't know where the kit is, and he sits back, and lets his arms fall into his lap. The events of the night keep cycling through his head like a broken reel of tape and it's impossible not see the absolute worst of himself in those moments. Something in him had snapped.]
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[Sharing how he feels has never been a strong suit for him, but all the gentle kissing and the injuries and alcohol of the night have opened him up and left him a little more inhibited.
Richie sits down when he's told, it's not like he doesn't know where the kit is, and he sits back, and lets his arms fall into his lap. The events of the night keep cycling through his head like a broken reel of tape and it's impossible not see the absolute worst of himself in those moments. Something in him had snapped.]