richie asks for help

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'richie asks for help'
by wononetoo on ao3

Eddie shot up from his desk when his alarm went off

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Eddie shot up from his desk when his alarm went off. He looked around the room confused. His laptop was open in front of him to some page on Medical history and a half-empty cold cup of coffee was beside it. He must have fallen asleep writting his medical thesis paper.

He groaned as he leaned and stretched his sore back. sleeping at his desk had been a bad idea. He glanced down at his phone and jumped up from his seat when he saw what time it was.

Shit, he was late to a lecture.

He quickly changed clothes, grabbed his laptop and bag and bolted out of his room and down the stairs.

He halted when he reached the bottom and saw that a majority of the house's residents were lounging around in either the kitchen or the dining room. Eddie knew Bill had a seminar on Fridays, he shouldn't be sitting on one of the kitchen stools casually talking with Mike.

"Oh there you are; I was just going to come up to get you. What's the big rush?" Ben called when he noticed Eddie standing at the bottom of the stairs looking around the room, dumbstruck.

"You forgot what day it was, didn't you?" Stan asked from the couch. Eddie groaned and smacked himself on the forehead. This had been the third time this had happened in the past month. Finals were really getting to him.

He put his bag down beside the stairs and sulked over to the kitchen, flopping on to the stool next to Bill.

Bill laughed when Eddie dropped his head down onto the counter.

"Its okay man, you're stressed we get it." He said patting his hand on Eddie's shoulder.

"I know just what will cheer you up." Bev added leaning across the kitchen counter to rub his hair, which as a complete mess. "we were just talking about going to Jolly Mug for breakfast." She continued trying to fix his hair.

Eddie perked up at the name of one of his favorite dinners. Bev and Bill laughed as he jumped up for the stool, grabbed his keys from the counter and his coat from the coat rack.

He turned from the front door to look back at everyone else and raised his eyebrows expectantly, waiting for everyone else to get up.

Eddie smiled when everyone stood from their spots and headed towards the door, laughing at how energetic Eddie had become.

Eddie pulled the door open and held it for the rest of the group. He looked back into the empty house when Mike stepped out.

"Wait, where's Richie?" he asked turning to Mike who was pulling his car keys out of his pocket.

"I asked if he wanted to come earlier and he said he wasn't feeling good," Mike explained. Eddie looked back into the house once more before pulling it shut and locking it.

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