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.・゜゜・ age ~ 15-16 (1999)  ・゜゜・.



•·.·''·.· your lips my lips,
apocalypse •·.·''·.·



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9TH MARCH, 1999 ~ EDDIE'S POV (KINDA)

richie placed his phone down on the shared bedside table along with his glasses and let himself drift off to sleep, with only one thing on his mind. eddie kaspbrak. 

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eddie had the best sleep he'd had in a while, and god, he needed it. he felt as if he was in pure bliss, but he was missing something. the room was quiet, and too quiet considering he was meant to be sharing the room with richie tozier. eddie shuffled out from under the sheets and check the digital alarm clock that sat upon the bed side table. 10:35 am. shit! eddie quickly fumbled with his phone that sat upon the bedside table a few inches away from the alarm clock.

16 new notifications.

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losers 🎈

c.wilson 🎸🎸: are you guys awake?

silver.billy🚲🚲: yeah i'm awake

bird.boy🐦🐦: me too

haystack🤸♀️🙋‍♂️

trashmouth_tozier: 🙋‍♂️

ms.marsh: 🙋‍♀️

mikey.h🐑🙋‍♂️

bird.boy🐦🐦🙋

c.wilson 🎸🎸: 🙋

silver.billy🚲🚲: carol weren't you the one who asked us if we were awake??

ms.marsh: yeah carol! and stan that's the women's emoji

bird.boy🐦🐦: oh whatever!

c.wilson 🎸🎸: sorry guys i wanted to participate

c.wilson 🎸🎸: anyway what are we gonna do today?

haystack🤸♀️: idrm, but could we get breakfast first?

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