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Bill rambles on and on about whatever. y/n, (description of yourself) places her bike down carefully and rummages around near where the losers were sitting in a circle. y/n kept her distance, but she could hear their faint conversations. Bill kept talking, "... and G-g-g-Georgie, h-he had th-" (insert gif) "look't that Hottie" Richie interrupts, turning his head toward y/n. y/n stands up and speaks directly to Richie, "this 'hottie' has a name" "oh yeah? what's that?" Richie straightens his back. y/n shuffles over, nearer to the group, "it's y/n" "y/n..." Richie repeats to himself. "yeah. what's your name, bugeye?" y/n looks straight at him Richie looks up from the ground, "it's Richie"
