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bill

bill casually walked around the yard and gave everyone a popsicle, leaving him with an empty box and no popsicles for him or richie.
richie assured him that it was fine, he didn't really want one, but bill could tell otherwise.
the early summer air was heating up rapidly, that the two boys found themselves drenched in sweat from wearing hoodies.
"hey uh r-richie? we should probably go change." bill offered, putting a hand on richie's shoulder to stop the boy from playing tag.
"oh you're right, i'm boiling." richie turned toward bill, and then the house with a mischievous look in him eyes. he then grabbed bill's hand, dragging him along.
inside, richie nosed his way into the freezer and to bill's surprise, found one more bomb-pop.

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