- One week after Bill's -
"Ed, hun, you need to talk to him at some point." Beverly whined from Eddie's closet, picking him out an outfit for a local concert they're going to later. "Literally, not I don't, Bev." Eddie was currently looking through his color coded selection of nail polish sitting on his vanity, "I mean for real, why would I need too?" "Because weather you like it or not, your whipped for him and you guys being mad at eachother is a bitch fight waiting to happen, babes. Not that I wouldn't pay to see that shit." Bev turned around with a black shirt in hand, Eddie shook his said as if to say 'nope.' and she turned back to keep looking.
"I'm not mad. I just wish it was me." The mood of the room shifted from light and teasing to heavier and kinda sad, Bev walked over to where Eddie was starting at a certain bottle of nail polish. "Black with yellow glitter?" She asked in a knowing tone. "Black with yellow glitter." Eddie responded, "I think I wanna use this one, Bevvy.". "Whatever you want to do, hun." She said and gave him a hug before continuing her search for an outfit that says 'I'm, gay. But the:'dont-touch-me-im-in-love-with-my-best-friend type gay' as she called it. Eddie found that quite offensive, but saddly accurate. "Ah-hah!" Beverly shouted and half walked, half danced back over to Eddie. "Look! It's perfect!" She shreeked. "Bev, that's so, how do I put this-? Pastel? Soft? 'Baby boy is my nickname'-y?" He replied. "Well, duh. It's a Wallows concert. It fits the aethtetic, bb." Beverly huffed, "Oh! And I made sure it had yellow, so you can pine over Richie in nail polish form and not look dumb." "Ouch, Bevvy, ouch."
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Fanfiction-Reddie- "I'm not mad, I just wish it was me." Where Eddie is in love with Richie, but Richie is with Conner Bowers. (Don't hate me please lol) At this point it's become about all of the losers club and multiple ships, but I'm still counting it as...
