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EDDIE SIGHS, as he stares at his blank wall. richie really got into his head, not in a romantic way, but in a traumatizing way. he couldn't stop thinking when richie threatens to kill him, he swore he would've pissed himself at that moment.

" are you okay eddie? " the jewish asked. " mhm... " eddie hummed. " you didn't seem okay today. " stanley raises a brow. " well, uh... i met richie... " he murmured. " and he threatened to kill me. " eddie added. " welp, hope you don't get killed. " stanley deadpanned. " what am i supposed to do now? " eddie panicked. " no clue. " stanley shrugged. " at least try to help. " eddie groans.

" i don't really have anything to tell you, eddie. it's either you get murdered or move schools. " the jewish stated. " orrrr how about we just report him to the police? " " you want him to hunt your ass down if he breaks out of prison? " stanley squawked. " well nevermind then. " eddie sighed. " do you know why he does this? " eddie asks. " i don't know, he's probably one of those depressed bullies. " stanley replies.

" can we become friends with him?

" eddie-fucking-kaspbrak, are you out of your god damn mind? " stanley yells. " what? just saying. " " you are trying to get yourself killed, the fuck is wrong with you? " stanley snapped. " it won't hurt to just- "

" eddie, i am not, definetly not, becoming friends with him. "

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