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december ❀ age 14     

"have you ever considered that maybe that idea sucks?" ben asked from bill's bed as bill was stan's shoulders, trying to reach to his top shelf.

"it's gonna work fine, don't worry" stan smiled and held onto bill's shins. "you got it billy?"

"not quite" bill said and reached his arms out.

"if bill falls, i'm not taking the blame" mike lifted his hands up as he laid next to ben, throwing chips in his mouth.

"you two are idiots" eddie said scared, laying on bill's bean bag.

"you know we don't have to play monopoly" richie chuckled a bit.

"why'd you even put it up there?" stan asked from bill who had shoved the game far back on the top shelf. "ih-it's annoying"

"so you decided to hide it in the most dangerous place?" mike chuckled. "how'd you got it on there in the first place"

"juh-georgie wuh-was on my shoulders" bill said quietly, grabbing the game and giving it to ben who took it from bill's hands.

the others looked uncomfortably away.

stan carefully kneed down for bill to come off his shoulders. bill stumbled backwards a bit, but stan made it to turn around and grab the hem of his shirt, preventing him from falling. "you okay?"

"yeah" bill replied and sighed. "are we playing o-or what?"

"are we playing in teams or singular?" eddie asked, opening monopoly and spreading the board on the floor.

"teams?" mike lifted a brow.

"yeah. you know, eds and I, you and stan, ben and bill, for example" richie shrugged, leaning onto the side of the bed. "whatchoo say?"

"never played in teams. yeah, alright." mike agreen, sitting on the opposite side of richie, stan landing next to him. ben and bill were sitting next to each other, picking their character, whilst eddie flopped on his stomach on the bed, so that his chin was resting on richie's shoulder.

"what character do you wanna be?" richie asked, turning on his side, so that his nose was poking eddie's cheek. both of them flushed red, but richie didn't move.

"the dog" eddie smiled and reached over richie to grab the small silver dog. "her name is Daisy"

richie chuckled confusion across his face. "daisy?"

"yeah...like the flowers" eddie smiled and glanced at stan who was giving him a smile. then he turned back to richie, who was still staring at him.

"what?"

richie snapped out of his thoughts, tensing up and coughing. "Nothing...just...looking"

"at what?" eddie smirked and leaned on his hand.

richie blushed and shook his head, setting the dog on the start. "let's just play"