"BUT WHAT'S THE GOOD IN GOODBYE ANYWAY?"
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In which a heartbroken Richie Tozier receives letters from his missing best friend.
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RICHIE X EDD...
"I don't want your body but I hate to think about you with somebody else. Our love has gone cold. You're intertwining your soul with somebody else."
-The 1975
(Somebody Else, The 1975)
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"We're finally fucking here," Richie exclaimed, he looked at all the buildings and the heavy traffic. "This is nothing like Derry- it's great." The other two boys nodded their heads as they all stared in awe. "Now all we gotta do is find Eddie and a parking spot."
"A parking spot where we won't get a ticket," Ben added. "And we might not because we can't even get out of this mess," he pointed at all the cars in front and behind them. "I can't believe we're actually here."
"I can," Mike said. "We got here perfectly safe because of my driving-"
"We get it, Mike, you're good at driving," Richie rolled his eyes while pulling out another letter. "I can't lie though, I might have driven this car into a building if you didn't stop me. I guess we'll never know, huh?"
"I'm glad we won't," Ben gasped. "You're crazy, Richie."
"I'm only crazy for you, Benny," he joked before flashing him a smile.
"I don't think you wanna be crazy for him," Mike laughed. "He's taken- well, he's going to be. Soon. Very soon."
"Really? I mean I always thought you had a thing for him-"
"Not by Mike," Ben quickly interrupted. He scooted closer to the window and rested his head on the glass. "I plan on asking Beverly out soon. You guys know I've been in love with her since we were kids. Mike finally talked me into asking her to be my girlfriend."
Richie turned to Mike. "Wait, so, this was your idea?" he asked, a feeling of amusement slowly rising within him. "You're the one who gave him the push to ask Bev out?" he then turned back to Ben, "How did he get you to even think about it?"
"Of course it was my idea," Mike mumbled. "I've been giving everybody advice but usually nobody takes it. I just want something to go right and I was really starting to get tired of the long rants about Beverly's beauty. She's the only thing he talks about."
"I don't talk about her that much," Ben insisted. Richie and Mike gave him a long look. "Fine, maybe I talk about her a little bit." He stopped when Mike scoffed loudly. "Okay, you're right, I talk about her a lot."
"You're past a lot," Richie snickered. "You're at the point where every single thing you do involves her. Everything that comes out of your mouth is about how amazing her hair looks or how what she's wearing compliments her eyes," he chuckled. "You got it bad, Benjamin. You got it really bad."
