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"N/n, Richie is coming over, so stay in your room." Stan yells from downstairs.
"Whatever." I shout back. I don't know why he always makes me stay in my room when Richie comes over.
Richie and I only interacted once or twice by saying hi to each other at school, when Stan wasn't around.
I always here him making inappropriate comments in the hallways with Stan and the rest of them. The classes we are in together, he always glances at me, a lot.
I hear the doorbell ring from downstairs then I hear the door open.
"Stan the Man! How has life been!"
"Richie, I saw you yesterday."
I blurred out the rest of the conversation, going downstairs and going to the kitchen to get an orange.
"I thought I said stay in your room!" Stan says clearly annoyed playing monopoly with Richie.
"Since when do I listen to you?" I sass back, peeling my orange.
"H-Hey Y/n." Richie says softly causing Stan to glare at Richie. "Hey." I simply say walking back upstairs.
"Back off man, she is my sister" I hear Stan say
"Yeah and she's hot."
I then hear a loud smack
"Ow!"
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Sorry for the boring imagine, I was really annoyed cause my writing competition got cancelled -a/n
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Richie Tozier Imagines And Preferences
Fanfiction~wanna delete this fic so bad but there are so many views 💀 wrote this at 13.