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[in which the losers club plays spin the bottle]
the group watched intently as the empty coca cola bottle spun rapidly against the grass. they were playing spin the bottle and it was y/n's turn to spin. eventually, the soft grass slowed the bottle before it came to a stop, the open neck aiming at richie tozier. oh fuck. everyone (and i mean everyone) including richie and y/n knew they liked each other but no one said anything. which was very surprising considering richie's involved. he stopped, blinking in astonishment and the frozen bottle. pointing at him. realizing the awkward tension blanketing the group, richie quickly popped back into his usual cheeky, talkative mood. he winked before he loudly whispered, "come to daddy.."
(a/n: srry i post mainly richie! i have so many richie gifs to use. i'll try my best to make a chapter for each character )
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