[A smile finds his face when Richie sees him in the doorframe and he's glad that he stuck around. Most friends wouldn't have even gone so far as to get him a ride home. Richie crosses the floor in a few easy movements, height playing into his advantage and he pulls him into another hug - this one conveying just how much he really had missed him. It's impossible for him not to feel all that now.]
Thanks for- [Well, it's probably better not to say anything, Richie pulls back a wets his lips. He can still sort of taste the alcohol.] Well, you know.
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Thanks for- [Well, it's probably better not to say anything, Richie pulls back a wets his lips. He can still sort of taste the alcohol.] Well, you know.