(Eddie doesn't even try to beat around the bush with that one. The reason he had been drinking wasn't a great one, but it wasn't as awful as it could be either. Maybe.)
And you shouldn't be calling me that. (It's been a hot second since Eddie's said as much, mostly because he's been too preoccupied with just being grateful to still be hearing it at all.) You know...I hate it.
(He taps Richie's nose with the tip of his finger. Clearly dude doesn't hate it that much. He goes from booping Richie outright to holding his face and giving him a small kiss on the mouth.)
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(Eddie doesn't even try to beat around the bush with that one. The reason he had been drinking wasn't a great one, but it wasn't as awful as it could be either. Maybe.)
And you shouldn't be calling me that. (It's been a hot second since Eddie's said as much, mostly because he's been too preoccupied with just being grateful to still be hearing it at all.) You know...I hate it.
(He taps Richie's nose with the tip of his finger. Clearly dude doesn't hate it that much. He goes from booping Richie outright to holding his face and giving him a small kiss on the mouth.)
It's not my fault you're a fucking tree.