polarioid pictures. 💌 ~ richie tozier x reader

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10:09 at the city hall on the first day of camp.
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richie's pov
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shit, this lady's life must be horrible if she does those things for fun. i look over at y/n and she's almost asleep on the seat beside me. her head is on her hands trying to keep it up.

she's so adorable. i wanted to see her like this for the rest of my life. so peaceful.

the lady starts talking about the dance we're gonna learn after talking about herself.

"so the cultural dance that we will be learning is the..."

she shuffles the pieces of paper in a bowl that she's holding in her arm as her other hand holds a clipboard.

i kicked the leg of y/n's chair to wake her up before the counselor announces the dance.

"... the waltz, from austria!"

i look over at y/n and see her rubbing her eyes. i noticed that a few seats next to her stan smiling as he stares at the counselor with joy.

he's always had a liking for this cultural stuff. we never made a really big deal about it.

i nudge eddie after he takes a breath of his inhaler. he looks at me with a worried look.

"rich, do you know how much bacteria is on your hands alone? over 5,000. like just imagine having to just touch hands with another person."

i wasn't trying to hear eddie's lectures this summer. maybe a few, but not this one. this one could take hours.

he takes another breath of his inhaler as i turn the other way to talk to y/n. she has all of her attention on suzie as she starts saying our partners.

"so i have chosen your partners randomly and you will not be able to change your partners after we start the lesson, and some of the boys will be dancing with another boy because they outnumber the girls. stan and ria, bill and tessa, sadie and anthony, ben... and beverly, richie and y-y/n, eddie and chosen, and lastly, julianne and marc."
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y/n pov
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seriously? i'm with richie? why him out of all of the people here. ughhh!

you could already imagine all of the different things he might attempt. you shiver just a little.

suzie leads everyone outside and richie comes up and starts talking.

"if this is what we're gonna be doing in this camp, and if i'm gonna be doing it with you, then i want to do this everyday!"

"shut it tozier."

everyone finds a spot arm's length away from others in the backyard of the hall. it's huge. filled with pine tree's with sun peeking through the pines.

it would look beautiful at night.

richie seems to know what to do before suzie instructs us. you see ben smiling with lit up eyes as bev walks up to him and starts talking.

your heart melts. you sometimes with someone would do that to you. not like richie, but he was all you had, which was still the tiniest bit nice.

he puts one of his hands around your waist and places your hand on his shoulder. he pushes up his glasses.

he intertwines your guys' hands and raises it just slightly higher to the height of your shoulders. you realize that behind all of his inappropriate jokes, he was more. much more.