The Tale of the two Toizers

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It was an average Saturday morning for Mike Toizer, he had a habit of waking up to see the clock. He glanced over at the clock "6:45 ugh" he thought, he then glanced over at his brother who was in his bed sleeping with his chest rising and falling in a pattern. He closed his eyes and went back to bed. Mike and his brother Richie shared a room. The room layout was a bit tight but it worked, on both sides of the room there were beds a bedside table with two lamps on it separated the beds. Each side was decorated differently on Mike's side there were science posters and pictures of him and Richie along with his friends. While on Richie's side the walls were covered in band posters, postcards and pictures of him and his brother along with places in town. There was also a closet filled to maximum capacity with clothes, shoes, sports gear and a board game. And to top it all off there was a desk in the corner with textbooks and comic books on one side and more textbooks, cassette taps, cds, a radio and a record player to go with the radio. From the look of the room at first glance you'd think it was a college boys' dorm room but nope it was shared by Mike and Richie. Finally the clock turned to 7:00, Mike sleepily picked his head up and yawned. While he debated about going back to bed Richie picked his head up and glanced over at Mike, he couldn't make out Mike completely as his vision was extremely fuzzy he could really only make out Mike's hair. He picked up his thick glasses and put them on this made Mike become crystal clear. "Morning frogface" he said with a smile, "Morning trashmouth" Mike replied. Richie laughed and pulled the blankets back up. Mike on the other hand swung his feet over so he was sitting on the edge of his bed he was still groggy as anyone would be on a Saturday morning. He was excited to see his friends so he could adventuring with his friends. Finally Richie got up and swung his feet over the side of his bed and banged his ankle on the bed "shit" he said under his breath. Mike shook his head as it was normal for this to happen. Mike got off his bed and pulled on a stripped ringer t-shirt while Richie pulled on a grey shirt and put a Hawaiian shirt over the grey shirt. They both went downstairs and laced their shoes up and went outside. Once outside Mike saw his friends and they waved but Richie said "Really leave me here?" Mike looked at him and said "No I would never but they need to hurry it up." Suddenly a ear piercing screech filled the air which made Richie smile, the screech was from Bill Denbrough's bike which he named 'Silver', it was a rusty grey bike that looked like the chain was ready to snap. Richie hoped on his bike and said "We're off to the barrens!" As he biked away, Mike waved and then ran to his friends. Mike and Richie hung out with different people this was only one of the many things that made them different from each other