@trash-mouth
jay didn't expect to see richie rolling down his way-- or to have him introduce himself either. he had already planned and decided on making a trip to his favorite clearing in the forest. it was a ritual that had started when he first began exploring the wilderness of derry.
but richie's appreacance wasn't entirely unwelcomed. the young boy, jay, had been feeling a little lonely since he first set foot in the small town. within his mind, his late pa's words of encouragement echoed like a church choir.
‘ well, howdy! nice to meet ya, richie! i'm james- james carling. but my ma and pa call me jay, so you can call me that too! ’ he quickened his step, not wanting to delay richie on his way to . . . well, wherever.