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shameful company.

Eddie is sitting on the edge of his bed when Beverly comes home. He's got tears running down his face and he still hasn't changed out of last nights clothes. She's holding a Dunkin' Donuts bag and wearing a huge smile on her face.

"What's up butter cup?" she sing songs.

Eddie just gives her a sad look.

"Woah, woah, woah, what's wrong, Eddie?" she asks.

Eddie sighs and runs a hand through his messy hair. "I drunkenly hooked up with Richie last night."

"Oh, babe, I'm sorry, I know it sucks when you do stupid stuff drunk, but at least this proves he likes you," she points out.

Eddie looks away. "Or that he just wanted to get in my pants."

Beverly pauses and places the breakfast she brought back on the desk and sits down on the floor in front of Eddie. She takes his hands in hers and rests her chin on his knees.

"Eddie, this was consensual, right?"

Eddie nods his head vigorously. "I said it was okay and like we were both drunk so I can't blame him either, but I only agreed because I thought this was going somewhere. Like I went through with it because he asked me out at the party before we got drunk," Eddie babbles.

Beverly furrows her brows. "Wait, I don't understand, that's good right? What makes you think it's not going anywhere."

"I was awake when he woke up, but I hadn't opened my eyes, and the first thing he does is get out of the bed and starts cursing at himself for being an idiot. It only took him thirty seconds sober to regret sleeping with a tranny," Eddie says bitterly.

"Hey, don't call yourself that," Beverly says sternly, "and are you sure? Have you texted him and tried to talk about it? Maybe he was just hung over."

"I texted and called, and you know that asshole has his phone on him 24/7. God, I just feel like such an idiot for believing he actually liked anything besides my stupid body," Eddie replies.

"I'm gonna kill him," Beverly says firmly.

Eddie gives her a weak smile. "You don't need to do that."

"No, I'm serious! Because even if this is some misunderstanding that doesn't mean he should just ignore you, that's childish bullshit," Beverly rants.

"I mean, I dunno, I just really thought it was going somewhere, I almost feel taken advantage of, but I that's not really fair since I consented," Eddie prattles.

"You're allowed to feel that way, Eddie."

Eddie sighs. "I think I just want to take a nap, Bev."

Beverly nods and places a kiss on his forehead. "Okay, get some rest, if you get hungry I got you a donut."

"Thank you, Bev," he whispers, pulling the covers up to his chin.

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To: trashmouth

hey...why won't you talk to me?

From: trashmouth

hey sorry eddie, i don't really remember anything from last night...sorry for kinda leaving you hanging haha.

Eddie nearly chucks his phone across the room.

He knows damn well Richie wasn't blackout drunk and sure as hell remembers what happened between them to an extent.

He just doesn't understand.

-

After the 'incident' things become tense in the group. The other losers strategically plan hang outs so Eddie and Richie don't have to be together. A part of Eddie is thankful that his friends are protecting him, but another part hurts because he feels like he's losing Richie.