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Richie barges into Beverly and Eddie's room as he always does.

Eddie yelps at the sudden intrusion, but Beverly seems unfazed.

"Jeez, what if I was changing or something, asshat?" Eddie snaps.

"Well, then I guess I would've just be treated to a nice view," Richie flirts.

Eddie rolls his eyes. "Control your brother, Katie."

"It's an impossible task!" his sister complains.

Richie spots Eddie's computer which is open on the dorm room desk. It's displays Katie, sitting in her bed at home.

"Oh, you guys are face timing mini me!" Richie says walking towards the computer.

"Hey! I'm not a mini you," Katie protests.

"We might as well be twins, Kit-kat," Richie points out, knowing she hates it when he compares them.

"Hey, at least I didn't get sent to boarding school," Katie quips.

"Damn, low blow, but to be fair the only reason you didn't end up like me is because you had Eddie to keep you in check."

Katie huffs, knowing she can't exactly dispute it.

"I was basically your mother," Eddie jokes.

"You're like everyone's mother though," Beverly points out.

"Yeah, you always ask when I last ate," Richie agrees.

"That's because you look like real-life Gumby, but even more stretched out," Eddie grumbles.

Richie laughs. "Oh, you flatter me, Eds."

"Don't call me that," Eddie responds immediately.

Richie enjoys the blush on his cheeks.

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They're all shoved in Eddie and Beverly's dorm room. For some reason they're making him celebrate hitting a million subscribers on Youtube. Richie doesn't really see it as that big a deal; he really just uses the platform as a makeshift portfolio of sorts. But Beverly insists it's a big moment so Richie indulges her and celebrates with his friends.

Beverly is sitting in between Ben's legs, can of beer in her hand. Stan's laying the floor with his head on Bill's lap and feet in Mike's. (Richie's totally right about them having some sort of thruple thing going on). He wishes he and Eddie were in a similar position. Instead they're sitting with they're backs against Eddie's bed, a few inches between them. Richie desperately wishes to close the gap.

At some point they start playing Truth or Dare. They all pick truth for the most part—all too lazy and tipsy from the beer to pick dare. Although throughout the night a few dares are completed. The most notable being Richie perfectly rapping Deepthroat by CupcakKe, Stan letting Beverly give him a full face of makeup, and Mike completing fifty pushups with Stan on his back. However, Eddie's dare is Richie's favorite.

"Eddie, my love, what'll be, truth or dare?" Beverly asks.

Eddie bites his lip in a way that turns Richie on way more than it should. "Dare."

Beverly gives him a wicked smile. "I dare you to dance to a Beyoncé song."

Eddie groans and hides his face in Richie's chest.

"Damn Spaghetti, what you got against Queen Bey?" Richie asks.

"Oh, he doesn't have anything against her," Beverly cackles, "he fucking performs to her songs. It's the most beautifully gay thing I've ever seen."