Reddie

*Richie was staring at the cracked plaster on my bedroom ceiling, trying to convince himself that he was dying. Dying was easier. Dying was a medical fact. If he had a terminal illness, he could blame the tightness in his chest on a tumor or a rogue parasite he picked up in the Barrens. he could deal with a parasite. he could give a parasite a funny name and a backstory. But he couldn't "Voice" my way out of this. he likes Eddie Kaspbrak..*