![]() Not that she expected much different from her friends. The red haired girl rolled her eyes, again. (y/n) and Richie shared a look, and then looked back to Bev. “We’ll just have to work on the dam sober then,” She said. Beverly rolled her eyes at the both of them. (y/n) snorted, despite trying to help it. “They’d have to buy it from Bowers, and last week him and his friends locked Eddie in a fucking locker for the entirety of sixth period” “Not sure that’s happening anytime soon,” Richie huffed. He laughed, throwing his bike down carelessly. “What’s taking everyone so long? If they don’t show up with weed, I’ll take it personally” “Hey,” She greeted, and waved him over to sit with her and Bev. When he arrived at the quarry, she was already there, grinning at him from where she was perched on a rock. If she wanted to sunbathe, he was trying his best not to squirm laying next to her. If she wanted to collect rocks to paint later, he was washing the sand and dirt off of them. It was spending any and every moment he could with her. Richie’s favorite part wasn’t the cliff diving, or getting buzzed and watching the sunset, it was (y/n). (Usually that involved Beverly shoplifting tiny bottles of vodka from the grocery store). After school, they’d meet up there, with their swimsuits, towels, snacks, and any contraband they could get their hands on. Hanging out at the quarry was a trademarked event that the Losers Club did just about every Friday. ![]() ![]() she’s his best friend, she’s not supposed to be hot. but then she shows up the quarry wearing a bikini, and Richie just about loses it. Summary: (y/n) has always been cute, and that was an issue that Richie was typically able to push deep down inside for the sake of their friendship. Warnings: swearing, it’s not really sexual but there’s mature themes ?
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