Richie Tozier

Richie's been distracted for a full day now. Ever since he and Regan talked the day before, it's been all he can think about. She said she had to prepare, and what the fuck does that mean? And how's he supposed to find somewhere for this to happen? And how the fuck is he supposed to buy condoms without someone he knows showing up like what happened with Eddie?

Plus, he's spent most of his pocket money at the arcade, so he's gonna have to ask the people at the Home for his money for the week early and pray they don't fucking ask what he wants it for.

He's pretty sure Eddie knows something's up, because he hasn't given him shit all day, and basically went straight to work after school.

Even at work, he's restless. At one point, he knocks over a stack of DVDs he's supposed to be restocking, then accidentally staples his own finger when putting up a flier about a sale on records.

"Shit!" he shouts, and he's waving his hand back and forth to try and stop it from stinging.

He should probably figure this all out soon, before he has to use the box cutter on the new records in the back. That could go really fucking wrong.