(Wow he literally knows where you sleep, Richie Tozier. He squawks when his hair is ruffled and instantly tries to shove Richie's arm away. Jeeeerk!
Eddie was in optimal egging-on mode and it was going to take almost no effort at all.)
He is NOT.
(Look at his cheeks puff up. Wow Richie are you making a gay joke.
R u d e. Eddie grabs one of his pillows and gently shoves it down on top of Richie's head, crawling right on up on top of Richie to lovingly try and smother his friend to death.)
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Eddie was in optimal egging-on mode and it was going to take almost no effort at all.)
He is NOT.
(Look at his cheeks puff up. Wow Richie are you making a gay joke.
R u d e. Eddie grabs one of his pillows and gently shoves it down on top of Richie's head, crawling right on up on top of Richie to lovingly try and smother his friend to death.)
Shh.