《♡︎Scarier than Monday♡︎ Richie Tozier x reader》XVIII.
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Now or never. Richie giggles slightly because he knows this is what would y/n exactly say right now. He knows her too well. This whole month without losers, Rich didn't have friends to hang out with, he had just y/n - and the motherfucker Connor - but he stops with him too and starts hangout just with y/n only.
She was telling him everything and even he was more comfortable around her. He knows stupid things about her, like her favorite color, her favorite breakfast, or which music she is listening to. She even tells him about her parents, before she tells the Losers. And him? He told her his true emotions. Of course, he was joking and flirting with her, act super happy, like the world is a beautiful and cheerful place but he could be sad, he could show his fear with her and then make him fall in love with her even more. He could be himself, without acting all happy, without acting dumb. Richie is in the real-life smart boy and y/n knew that. And the fact she isn't with him making him upset and really, but mad.
Richie step like first into greywater - basically piss and shit. And the rest following after him.
"We are gonna lost in here Richie," Stan says as they all walk in sewers.
"I don't give a shit" Richie snapped back at him.
"Wait you guys don't take a map?" Bev ask.
"Ehmm well I- I thought-"
"I have it" Ben cut off Bill. Bev gives Ben a warm smile and he returned it.
"Okay, give it here," said Richie. Ben shakes his head for disagreement.
"You can't read map"
"I can"
"You don't know even in which state we are living" Tozier rolls his eyes and ripped the map from Ben's hand. He looks at it for a second.
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"This way" The losers were walking in the sewers for twenty minutes straight. The air thickened and get cold. They were soaking wet and all of them were freezing.
"Richie look!" Eddie shouted as point at the black, kinda huge chest in front of us. It's like one of the children's chests for toys.
"What the hell" Mike said
"Stay here...I'm going to look at it" says Bev. The only girl but she has the biggest balls from them. She steps closer to it and slowly opened it. She was waiting for something to jump on her but no when she opened it, there were heads, just the head of her dead dad. Bev screamed and closed quickly the chest.
"What i-is it?"
"It's, its" She couldn't finish her sentence because the chest jumps on the place. The seven children give attention to it......
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