It had been around four years since the killer clown attack, and the Losers Club has been getting along just fine, the occasional reminder of the horrid events tearing through their systems from time to time. But they were for the most part, averagely happy High schoolers. But there was one thing, one tiny, itty bitty thing. And that was Richie Tozier's growing feelings for his germophobic friend. But being gay was wrong, at least, that's what the world said.