Fuck you, bro (Richie Tozier x Male!Reader)

•Twelve•

Word Count: 1206

Warnings: Cussing, stupid jokes, mention of flashbacks (pennywuss).

Song for chapter 12 - WIP

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~3 YEARS LATER

3RD POV

It was a lovely sunny day. The birds were singing, the flowers were blooming, except none of that was true. It was a shitty sunny day. The birds were obnoxiously chirping and the flowers were dying, because they had not been watered. They were a gift, which a person from the outside would not care for either, if they knew the so called kind people, who had taken the time out of their day to get those. On the topic of time, there wasn't much of it left. Project deadlines, of course. On top of that, a friend asking to get coffee, because they can't do it themselves, doesn't help running late for work.

The now fully grown man, not the wacky adolescent, is waiting in line in a coffee shop. His overly picky friend had changed their mind the last minute, forcing him to get another coffee. Y/N wasn't sure, if you could drink coffee while sick, but he had to cheer up Charlie. Otherwise, they'd have his ass once they were up and kicking. Y/N didn't want to test a grumpy Charlie. While Y/N was contemplating exactly how fast he would go down once the coffee wouldn't be delivered, the coffee was done and in his hands.

Y/N headed straight for the door, already running around half an hour late to work. It seemed that Fortuna (goddess of fortune and luck) had other plans, because ten seconds later the coffee went all over his shirt due to collision. Y/N looked up to see a guy around his age looking awfully pissed, but covering it up with profusely apologizing. Y/N was just about ready to bash this guy's head in, because there was no way he was able to get another coffee. His fate had been sealed, he had to bring Charlie the other coffee. They won't be as mad, thankfully, but it'll be enough to cause some chaos.

"Alright, alright, stop apologizing. I've got places to be. What's your name, so I can sue you?" Y/N deadpanned. The guy immediately caught on that it was a joke.

"Richie and the last name of your mother." He replied.

"Dude, do you have the humor of a fifth grader? Wait, Richie? You look a bit familiar. Have you spilled a coffee of mine before?"

"I don't think so, you look a bit familiar too. What's your name?" He asked.

"Y/N. The last name of your father."

"HEY! You just insulted me and then stole my joke!"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I'm really in a rush here, though, so I'll be cutting short whatever this is. I need to go." Y/N pushed him aside gently, rushing to the exit.

"Alright, bye, I guess." Y/N heard Richie mutter and then carry on with his own stuff.

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MESSAGING

Y/N - 'Did you enjoy the coffee? I went through hell to get you that you better repay me'

Charlie - 'With what? You already know I'm broke right now. :P'

Y/N - 'Uh idk how about your pet rock?'

Charlie - 'Hell no, you didn't even bring the right one! >:O'

Y/N - 'You know what? Fuck you I spilled my coffee because of some hot guy just because you were being so picky. You don't even deserve the one I got you. I was an hour late to work!!!'