"That fucking clown is pissing me off...like seriously why can't it just join the damn circus and leave us alone," I complained pulling at my hair as I put my now broken glasses on my face. "Your so smart your such a dumbass," Richie said making me angrily. "Yeah well at least I'm not shitting my pants over a fucking one eyed purple people eating clown Richie," I argued back. "Motormouth," Richie yelled. "Crotch sniffer," I yelled back. "Greywater drinker," Richie argued. "I'd rather drink greywater than kiss you," I argued. What an asshole I pray for the doofus that marries him. 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝗼'𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝗼 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝗼𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝗼𝗼𝐟 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝗼𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝗼𝐰𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝗼𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝗼𝗼𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝗺𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐞𝗼𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫...𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐒. IT CHAPTER ONE FAN-FIC | RICHIE TOZIER STARTED: NOVEMBER 8, 2020 ENDED: -
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