June 5th, morning.
The breakfast table was awkward. Bill wasn't even at breakfast, Stan and Bev were at the end quietly arguing. It was obvious she was scolding him and he was on the verge of tears. Richie was being friendly with Eddie, which Eddie kept questioning. He was still a little nervous, kept glancing between Richie and Beverly, who kept making eye contact. Which they were only doing because Bev was trying to get him to make a move on Eddie.
"You need to do something Stan, and quick." Bev got up, letting Stan to sit and think for a moment. She went over and sat by Richie giving him a look. Richie sighed and tapped Eddie's shoulder on the opposite side of him. Eddie turned the other way and Richie started tickling him. Eddie irrupted into a fit of giggles. "S-stop! Rich, pl-please!" Richie put his finger on his chin, "Hm only if you...kiss me."
Oh boy, what had Richie gotten himself into. Eddie's smile fell, but soon turned into a smirk, "Fine."
Eddie kissed Richie's cheek, but got up and skipped out the doors, heading to his cabin to take his morning medicine.
Richie was shocked, putting his head into his arms, mimicking Stan.
Beverly shook her head, letting out an exhausted laugh, "all of you need to work this shit out."
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