richie
"sure, why not." richie replied casually, opening the door to bill's room.
momentarily forgetting that they were supposed to change clothes, the boys sat down on bill's bed.
bill leaned his head against the wall and sat criss cross, richie opposite him.
"r-rich i'm fine, really. you can h-have it." bill smiled lightly at the other boy, swishing his auburn hair to the side.
"if you say so." richie said in a singsong voice before sighing and ripping open the package. he handed bill the white plastic wrapping for him to set on his bedside table.
richie had had an idea in his head ever since bill had brought out the popsicles, and now, he was going to act on it.
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