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For Bev (1/8)
Jan. 5th, 2021 09:31 amHe's not sure how they ended out there in the cold.
Heading out after school, realizing he didn't have any theatre stuff today and no shift at Phoenix Records, Richie found himself with an afternoon free. Usually, he'd spend a few hours at the arcade or studying with Regan, or bugging Stan until he told him to fuck off so he could study, but in the crowd of bodies and coats headed toward the doors, Richie'd spotted Bev.
It's been a while since they hung out, just the two of them, and it seems like a good idea today.
Plus, Richie could really use a cigarette.
Seated at the top of the bleachers next to Bev, Richie's butt hurts on the cold metal seat, but he doesn't mind much.
"Did I tell you they want me to do the announcements?" he asks, passing the cigarette back to Bev.
Heading out after school, realizing he didn't have any theatre stuff today and no shift at Phoenix Records, Richie found himself with an afternoon free. Usually, he'd spend a few hours at the arcade or studying with Regan, or bugging Stan until he told him to fuck off so he could study, but in the crowd of bodies and coats headed toward the doors, Richie'd spotted Bev.
It's been a while since they hung out, just the two of them, and it seems like a good idea today.
Plus, Richie could really use a cigarette.
Seated at the top of the bleachers next to Bev, Richie's butt hurts on the cold metal seat, but he doesn't mind much.
"Did I tell you they want me to do the announcements?" he asks, passing the cigarette back to Bev.
