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Bloody Knuckles | richie tozier

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fandom | It: Chapter One

character | (17) Richie Tozier

requested | Anonymous, @/wolfhard-tozier on tumblr, @/wukindly on tumblr, @/beepbeeprichtozier on tumblr

warnings | Fighting, swearing, blood, underage drinking, catcalling, homophobic slur, slightly angsty

word count | 1,616

keys | (g/n) = guardian's noun (mom, dad, grandma...etc)

summary | YO YO YO can you do another RICHIE fic. I read your last one (kiss me kiss me) and i think I died. ANY KIND WOULD BE MUCH APPRECIATED, smut, making out, dating headcanons, idk 2 am confessions, patching him up whatever U WANT

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You glanced at your alarm clock, the large red numbers indicating that it was 2:47 in the morning. You sighed, the insomnia was exhausting, as ironic as that was. You wished you could just close your eyes and sleep the night away like a normal person. Alas, you were stuck with staring at your ceiling and thinking about anything and everything.

A loud ringing broke you from your trance. You jumped up and ran to the phone that hung on your wall. There was only one person in the world who would call you at this hour, and honestly, you couldn't be happier that he was calling.

"Richie." You breathed out as soon as the phone hit your ear. You heard him laugh.

"Hey doll, hope I didn't wake you." He replied. You smiled.

"You know damn well I never sleep at this hour." You said.

"Yeah, I know. What do you say we go out? Walk the town and wreak havoc on unsuspecting souls." He said. You sighed.

"How about we just visit the liquor store and get something to drink? Leave the wreaking havoc for another night?" You asked. Richie laughed.

"As you please my liege. Meet at Benny's in five?" He asked.

"Yeah, see you then." You replied and placed the phone back on the wall. You slipped off your pajama shorts and quickly walked to your dresser to grab a pair of jeans. Once they were up you grabbed a sweater and a pair of shoes, quickly slipping both on and locking your door, just in case your (g/n) tried to open it. You walked to your window and pushed it open, stepping through and walking towards the town liquor store.

The walk was short and you found yourself there in three minutes tops. And seeing as Richie wasn't there yet, you decided to buy the drinks first. You pushed open the door and sighed, the smell of dirty mop water never failing to make you feel queasy. You prowled down the small aisles and smiled as you came to the soda dispenser.

You grabbed two cups and filled them with ice and Coca-Cola. After filling both about seventy-five percent of the way and securing the lids, you walked to the counter to buy the most important part of the cocktail.

"Two extra-large cups of soda and one bottle of Hennessy please." You said to the man at the counter. He looked at you before sighing.

"You'll need an ID for that bottle." He replied. You went to reach for your wallet but sighed.

"Damn, I forgot it. Just the two sodas then." You said. The man was about to start ringing you up before the bell of the store was heard. You looked over and saw Richie, smiling coyly and holding out his ID. The cashier sighed before grabbing it.

"I don't get paid enough for this." He grumbled before handing Richie back his card.

"200 or 750?" The cashier asked.