what. no. i literally spent the 12th and 13th at your house how did you miss this.
[ maybe because you were holed up in eddie's room the whole time you weirdo. ]
no, we're gonna coordinate our outfits, which means I have to see you before the party so we all show up wearing the same thing. sort of the same thing.
[It takes less than a minute before pebbles start getting tossed at Richie's window.
How he keeps climbing houses to the second floor is beyond her. Probably practice, which Bev has little of. She'd have attempted straight away, but she wanted to be fast after sending that message.
[She immediately makes a face, though there's laughter in her tone.]
You're the one that needs something, dumbass.
[That's all she needed before she looks over what her route should be up the side of the house. She isn't nervous, just careful, and once she figures out her plan of attack, she goes for it.
It's easier than it seems, or maybe the momentum of her determination goes a long way, but Beverly manages to climb pretty fast. It's not long before she's got her hands hanging off the open window, raising her eyebrows expectantly when she looks up at Richie.]
[ richie's not gonna pretend to be impressed by bev climbing up the side of his house or anything, if he can do it daily then there's no way beverly wouldn't be able to after all.
he does decide to linger out the window just long enough to nearly start to be annoying though before stepping back to clear room for her to pull herself through, holding out an arm in offering to her in case she wants to take it.
once she's in and settled cleanly on her feet, bev might be able to notice the very obvious bite mark on richie's neck that he apparently hasn't tried to hide or disguise in the slightest.
also, that he's not wearing his glasses right now. ]
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[ maybe because you were holed up in eddie's room the whole time you weirdo. ]
no, we're gonna coordinate our outfits, which means I have to see you before the party so we all show up wearing the same thing. sort of the same thing.
listen, I have shirts for us okay.
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Wait seriously? You're making this sound weirdly scary.
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it's not, christ, just. come over here. or I'll climb in through your window, whichever.
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[It takes less than a minute before pebbles start getting tossed at Richie's window.
How he keeps climbing houses to the second floor is beyond her. Probably practice, which Bev has little of. She'd have attempted straight away, but she wanted to be fast after sending that message.
She's still gonna do it though.]
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Did ya need something?
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You're the one that needs something, dumbass.
[That's all she needed before she looks over what her route should be up the side of the house. She isn't nervous, just careful, and once she figures out her plan of attack, she goes for it.
It's easier than it seems, or maybe the momentum of her determination goes a long way, but Beverly manages to climb pretty fast. It's not long before she's got her hands hanging off the open window, raising her eyebrows expectantly when she looks up at Richie.]
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he does decide to linger out the window just long enough to nearly start to be annoying though before stepping back to clear room for her to pull herself through, holding out an arm in offering to her in case she wants to take it.
once she's in and settled cleanly on her feet, bev might be able to notice the very obvious bite mark on richie's neck that he apparently hasn't tried to hide or disguise in the slightest.
also, that he's not wearing his glasses right now. ]