richie
hey kid wanna buy some lettuce

edward🍝
richie go tf to sleep it's four in the morning

richie
hypocrite much??

edward 🍝
i'm only up because i can't sleep

richie
why do u think i'm awake dumbass

edward 🍝
because you have no life

richie
ceo of bullying me 😔
hey let's bother the losers

edward 🍝
no dickwad let's not
delivered
he's already gone to the groupchat.
nice.
why am i talking to myself do i have mental issues

bitchy losers

richie
hey kids
i'm gay i like dick
(subscribe if u got the reference)

beverly 🐝
honey we been knew

edward 🍝
bev please go to sleep
it's a school night

beverly 🐝
#eddieisahypocriteandhecanfuckoff

edward 🍝
k well fuck u too then

beverly 🐝
:)
seriously why are y'all still up

richie
i could say the same about you ms marsh

beverly 🐝
i can't sleep

stan 🕊
hi i'm kinea deunsl

richie
what the fuck stan

stan 🕊
*voice message*
"hi um- i'm kinda drunk right now so if i sound really sslured and i say
something stupid i'm sorry hhaha-"

richie
stan are u okay
you never drink on school nights
or quite frankly at all

stan 🕊
i kinda founds iut bill has a girlfriend and i got reallyy sad
so i started drinking my dad's beer
and this happened

edward 🍝
stanley.
this is still a gc

stan 🕊
yes i know
but i really like bill and i know he's peobanly not gay
but i don't really care cause i still like him and now
he's dating this girl so i decided to try to get drunk
to take my mind off of it and i know he didn't tell you
guys yet but i've liked him since 6th to the fucking
grade  and this girl only knew him for like 3 months
and a person like him deserves so much better than
her since she cheated on her past bfs and it hurts because
imagine admiring someone for so long but they
don't feel the same way and i think that i actually
might be in love with him.
sorry fir my bad spelling i'm crying while drunk and
typing and it's nit a good mixture.
and i know he'll see this but like idc becaus ei think it's
time i told him anyways because he doesn't even like me
back so what's the poijt in life abymoee haha
anyways how's ur day been
seen by edward 🍝, richie, beverly 🐝, and bill 💌

richie
oh my god
stan just poured his heart out to us

beverly 🐝
wait a minute
bill saw the message
♡ bill 💌 loved a message beverly 🐝 sent

edward 🍝
omg omg omg
we probably woke him up

richie
uh bill
care to explain why you're so quiet?

bill 💌 left the conversation.

beverly 🐝
guys what the hell just happened

richie
ben and mike tomorrow morning reading all of this: 👁👄👁

stan 🕊
imma just pretend that went well
u'm gona watch shrek and cry myself to sleep haha
bye guys gud nighr 😗

edward 🍝
well uh i'm gonna go to sleep and pretend that didn't happen

richie
i second that

beverly 🐝
good night ig

—- ♡ —-

"morning, ma." richie greeted maggie at the table. "good morning, richie." she muttered. "are you okay?" he questioned, a bit of worry in his tone. "yes, i'm fine. just a little exhausted is all. i hate work." she sighed sadly holding her cup of coffee with a sad expression.

"oh. i'm sorry, mom. don't overwork yourself. it's not healthy." richie rubbed her back sympathetically. "i'm fine, richie. i promise you. i won't overwork myself and i'll make an effort to provide this roof over your head." she tried her best to reassure her son that she was alright, but it wasn't working.

richie sighed and ate his eggs, staring at a drained maggie. her hair was slightly messy even after being done, she had bags under eyes, her face was paler than usual, and richie felt nothing but sorrow looking at the broken woman in front of him. "you really need to take a day off, mom. go upstairs, get comfy, call your boss and tell her you can't come in today, and get some rest. you need it. dad has this day of work covered." he convinced her. she simply nodded and richie embraced her in a comforting hug.

"now i gotta get to school, but promise me you'll take the day off and get some rest?" he asked her with pleading eyes. in defeat, she smiled and nodded at her son. he gave her a soft side smile and was out the door.

—— ♡ ——

bitchy losers

mikey 🦩
woah i just saw all the messages from last night
is everything ok

richie
yeah everything is fine
we're gonna try to talk to bill about it at school
because that was a pretty dick move

beverly 🐝
yeah it was
rich are you gonna go get stan and walk as you usually do

richie
yes i'm on my way there now
see y'all at school

richie put his phone in his back pocket and walked towards the uris household with a grip on his backpack straps. in front of him stood a huge wooden home, with autumn leaves scattered in the front yard. when he approached the door, he saw mr. uris peek his head from the window and unlock the door. it swung open and richie was met with stanley's dad.

"good morning mr. uris, is stan ready?" he politely asked. usually, richie would meet stan at his house every morning and they would walk to school together. mr. uris shook his head. "no. sorry son, stanley's not feeling very well this morning. he won't be showing up for school. he's been throwing up a lot and he has a high fever." he explained sadly. "oh. i'm sorry about that, i hope he gets better." "thank you, richie. have a great day." he wished the boy the best of wishes. "you too!" he hollered back from the hedge in front of the house.

he sighed to himself, knowing why stan was sick. of course, he couldn't rat his best friend out to his own father. that would be selfish. but he still felt really bad for him. he couldn't help but have a frown on his face as he walked in the direction of derry high, alone this time. to cheer himself up, he decided to call the only person that he knew could do the job.

he dialed his own phone number, but with the last digit one lower, and started a facetime call. the phone rang and rang for a few seconds, until the top bar read "connecting...". a familiar yet tired face appeared on the screen. it was eddie, his hair all messy, his doe eyes slight squinted, he was laying in bed still. "gooood morning, eds." richie greeted him happily. a smile and light blush appeared on eddie's face, but he tried to hide it with his pillow. "hello and good morning to you too, rich." he replied.

"oh geez i'm sorry. did i wake you?" there it is again. the fucking feeling. "no no, it's fine. i had to get up anyways since my online classes start in about 20 minutes. we can talk till then if you want."  he got himself out of bed and took his phone to the bathroom with him. "yeah it's fine. it takes that long for me to walk to school anyways." richie gripped his backpack strap with his empty hand and held his phone tightly with the other.

"aw. i'm sorry you have to walk in the cold. it seems like it's freezing today. if i had a car, which i don't because i don't have my license yet, i would drive you and the losers to and from school every day." eddie assured him as he glided the toothpaste tube onto his toothbrush and began brushing. richie couldn't help but just stare and admire everything about eddie. he didn't want to seem creepy, but he couldn't help it. he noticed richie's stare and stopped brushing. "you okay, rich?" eddie scrunched his nose. "what? o-oh- yeah! yeah, i'm fine." richie shook his head.

"mhm." eddie mumbled to himself. "it's just.. i don't know." richie began speaking. "it's just that i feel kind of weird. like- my stomach feels weird. like it's twisting and turning. and i just feel so flustered for literally no reason at all." he explained. eddie looked at him for a second, then back at his bathroom mirror before speaking. "well, speaking from experience, that normally means you have a crush on someone. i'm no cupid, but i'm pretty sure that's what happens when you're near your crush. so uh... just a question. who are you around when you get those feelings?"

eddie seemed really nervous to hear richie's response, and he could see it. he was scared to respond because if he told eddie now, things would seem so weird because they just met. plus, he's still trying to figure out his feelings because he's not sure yet. "well..." suddenly, a car horn honked loudly right behind him causing him to jump and nearly drop his phone on the concrete. it was bev, in her small 4 person car. "get in loser, we're going shopping." she imitated regina george. "is that bev?" eddie questioned over the phone while washing his face.

"no. it's pinocchio."