[ the fog in his brain feels so heavy; it's as if the harder he tries to remember what happened, the more difficult it gets. the other things he's been able to recall came easily enough once he saw everyone, once he found his token, but this? why is this so hard? it's not as though they did anything particularly important, right?
he lets out a grunt of frustration as the memory slips from his grasp yet again, and he takes off his glasses so he can pinch the bridge of his nose. as if that'll help, somehow. ]
I can't fucking remember, [ he says, his voice low and tinged with anger. this is so stupid. it's just a fucking memory, just some stupid shit that happened when they were kids, why can't he just --
his heart is pounding and it's just the two of them, eddie's talking like a maniac, going on about infections and gangrene and amputation and richie hates it, but he keeps talking and there's only one way to shut him up and
richie looks up, the color draining from his face. when his eyes meet eddie's it comes back, finally, the memory seeps into his brain like water dripping from a leaky faucet, one second at a time.
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he lets out a grunt of frustration as the memory slips from his grasp yet again, and he takes off his glasses so he can pinch the bridge of his nose. as if that'll help, somehow. ]
I can't fucking remember, [ he says, his voice low and tinged with anger. this is so stupid. it's just a fucking memory, just some stupid shit that happened when they were kids, why can't he just --
his heart is pounding and it's just the two of them, eddie's talking like a maniac, going on about infections and gangrene and amputation and richie hates it, but he keeps talking and there's only one way to shut him up and
richie looks up, the color draining from his face. when his eyes meet eddie's it comes back, finally, the memory seeps into his brain like water dripping from a leaky faucet, one second at a time.
oh no. ]