Richie tozier and Eddie kaspbrak are long time friends. Richie and all of their friends in a band, Mike their manager, Richie the lead guitar/ vocals, Bill the rhythm guitarist , Ben bassist, Stan the keyboardist/ synthesizer, Beverly on drums and...
Eddie had his phone plugged into the yellow Bluetooth speaker on his desk, playing "the losersclub" on repeat. His favorite song was Beverly singing about a boy. He wasn't Ben obviously, the boy in the song had hazel eyes and tan skin. Ben was pale with dark blue eyes. He was staring at the ceiling thinking. He missed his friends in Maine. Don't get him wrong. He loved Indiana, he loved mike and will and max and Jane. But Maine was his home. It had his life long friends. It had the losers. It had Richie. His mothers screeching broke his daze. "EDDIE YOU GOT ANOTHER PACKAGE" Eddie hopped up excited. Every three weeks they took turns sending Eddie "care packages". It consisted of; merch, snacks that you could only find in main. And other small personal things from his friends, like poems hoodies bottles of their scents to keep him in the loop. And he's send one back. Eddie picked up the box and went back to his room. "Thanks momma". He tossed the box on his bed and started to look for his box cutter in his desk. He hummed while he looked. He grabbed the tool and stalked to the box. "Who sent you this week?" He asked the cardboard. "Richie 😂 is requesting a FaceTime call" He answered and set the phone on the dresser, he sat on the edge of his bed and smiled at the camera. Richie had his phone propped up on his nightstand, he had just woken up. Richie grinned at him. "Buenos Dias Eduardo" "Shut the fuck up" he snorted opening the box. The second he lifted the last flap on the box he was hit with a familiar smell. He turned to richie quickly. "You sent it?" Richie nodded. He had been using the same cologne and body spray since eighth grade. The smell made Eddies heart flutter and his stomach whirl. "Yup." Richie popped the 'p' and smiled wider. Eddie looked at the contents. He pulled out a hoodie that smelt like Richie. A new 'losers club' shirt. A couple bags of snacks and then at the very bottom was a ticket to an Indiana show with VIP access. Eddie squealed. "OHMYGOD YESSSSS" He looked over at richie and smiled. The contents were put back in the box and he set the ticket on his desk. "Thank you so much!" "Eddie you go to every concert we can get you to. And we all miss you. You're a loser too." Eddie rolled his eyes. "Shut up richard." "How's my lovely Sonia?" "That's gross I'm hanging up" Eddie ended the call and Buried his face in the hoodie. He missed richie. He hasn't seen him since last year. The cologne and body spray went with his collection of his friends. Bev had sent two bottles of hers last time, Ben sent a half a bottle, Mike sent a four pack, Stan sent one and bill sent body spray - bill didn't like wearing cologne. He only wore body spray.- and now he had richies. He had a collection of their clothes, and an entire drawer only merchandise, posters on his walls, cds on his shelves, bracelets on his dresser. Letters and poems and Polaroids in a scrapbook, snacks hidden in his closet for when he missed Derry. And boy he did. ••
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