Calculator (Reddie)

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This chapter is dedicated to Eddio_Spaghettio bc wow your comments made me laugh and also you seem v sweet. Hope u enjoy❤️

"Easy, Eds. If you're that stricken he's gonna knock you over just by looking at you." Richie chuckled and Eddie slapped him in the chest.

"Shut up." Toby came back with Richie's drink, setting it on the counter.

"That will be $3.60." Toby said, and Richie pulled out his wallet, handing Toby a ten dollar bill.

"I'll be paying for his too." Richie nodded his head towards Eddie.

"Oh. Um, the total will be $6.30." Toby said, looking over to Eddie. Eddie's cheeks tinted pink again, and Richie rolled his eyes. Eddie didn't notice, because he was too busy staring at Toby, getting Richie's change. After Richie's change was returned, Eddie got his Sundae. He thought his napkin was dirty, and everyone knows how Eddie gets. After closer inspection though, he realized it was a phone number.

Text me, cutie
123-456-7890

As Eddie and Richie walked out, Eddie turned around again to see Toby wink at him. The two wordlessly got into Richie's car.

"Richie, he gave me his number." Eddie said, and Richie almost choked.

"He doesn't even know your name, what the fuck? How does he know you're not a serial killer."

Eddie gave Richie a pointed look.

"Okay, so maybe it's not hard to tell that you're not a serial killer. I mean, you do literally look like a walking fucking cloud. But, he still doesn't know your name, yet he gives out his number? That says things about him, that's all." Rich said, putting his drink in the cup holder and starting the drive back to school. He knew Eddie would be upset if they were late to class, and he didn't want that.

"Rich, doesn't that sound like something you would do? If you saw someone you thought was good looking, wouldn't you just give your number out too?" Eddie caught him.

"Shut up, we're not talking about me. We're talking about you, and you don't seem like the type that would go after this guy." Richie kept his eyes trained on the road but reached for his drink again.

"Maybe I wouldn't generally go for someone like him. But, what's it gonna hurt if I just try?" And with that, Eddie whipped out his phone and typed in Toby's number.

"Hey Toby, it's the boy from the ice cream place, just a few minutes ago."

Eddie shut off his phone, not expecting a response since Toby should have been working. But, he got a response.

"Hey cutie, didn't think you'd actually text me. Mind telling me your name?"

Eddie smiled, setting his ice cream down and using both hands to type. Richie saw this and almost scoffed out loud, but managed to keep it in.

"Eddie. Eddie Kaspbrak"

"I'm Toby Smith. Nice to meet you, Eddie"

"You too, but uh, shouldn't you be working?"

"What my boss doesn't know won't hurt him😉"

That was enough for Eddie. If he was distracting Toby from his job, he would wait until later and then text him.

"You guys dating yet?" Richie asked as they pulled into the school parking lot.

"Richie, shut the fuck up. You're acting like a jealous bitch and you have no reason to." Eddie rolled his eyes, scraping the final bite of ice cream out of the styrofoam bowl.