⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚chapter 6˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

                                    

                                          
"okay," he groaned
"yes! i'm so good at go fish!" stanley exclaimed. they all got their cards
"stanley, have you got any 6s?" richie held up his cards to mask his grin
"go fish."
"dammit!" richie pouted and drew a card, "go billy!"
"r-richie do you have a-a 4?"
"yes," he handed bill a 4 painfully unaware of the giant mirror behind him revealing all his cards.
"bill, have any 5s?" stan asked tapping his cards
"h-here," he handed over a 5.
"this is riveting game play guys," richie commented
"you're just mad you're losing."
"rude! that pains me stanley," richie clapped a hand over his chest and leaned backward to see the mirror behind him, "wait a second... you cheaters!" he sat up as bill and stan erupted in laughter
"it's taken you 2 years to finally figure it out?!" stan was practically rolling on the floor laughing\
"dicks." richie mumbled throwing his cards down
"aw c-c'mon richie," bill wiped a tear from his eye.
"no! you both suck," he grumbled flipping them the bird.

"i don't know mike," will mumbled and mike groaned
"c'mon will!"
"i just don't think i can play with someone's emotions like that," will walked past mike but was stopped by max.
"will, i know my brother, he is an asshole!"
"but he's not, he can be funny and kinda sweet," will felt his cheeks flush but was mocked by max faking a throwing up sound
"listen, will, as your best friend." she placed her hands on his shoulders, "you do not want to hang around those people. you do this, and they will never bother us again! we can stay in our perfect party!" max exclaimed and seeing her happy made will smile.
"if it means the party will stay together," he tapped his foot, "alright, i'll do it." max and mike both sighed of relief and mike patted him on the back. what did he just agree to do?

everyone was asleep but will couldn't sleep. he got up from his sleeping bag and quietly went upstairs. he got himself a cup of water and was surprised to hear footsteps, he turned and saw a very tired richie with no glasses.
"hey byers," he yawned
"hi," he sipped his water watching richie get some as well
"what're you doing up?"
"i couldn't sleep," will avoided eye contact still guilty for what he agreed to. it was hard since richie looked fairly good with his messy hair and no glasses.
"can't relate, i was peacefully sleeping but got really thirsty," they both lightly chuckled
"did stan and bill leave?" 
"yeah they left awhile ago."
"oh, i should've invited you downstairs," will mumbled
"it's fine will, i don't think mike would even let me down there." they both laughed again. they stood there in the kitchen for a bit, but the guilt started to rip into will.
"i better go back down," he placed his cup in the sink
"yeah, night will. oh! also," richie smiled, "your hair looks cute messy," he ruffled will's head and will felt his cheeks burn bright red. as richie turned to leave will flattened his hair and went back down stairs.

richie awoke to the sound of 6 people talking. loudly. he groaned and flopped out of bed putting on his glasses. he yawned making his way downstairs and kitchen quieted up as he approached. he rolled his eyes beginning to serve himself coffee. he was pleasantly surprised when only one voice chirped up
"morning richie!" will's sweet voice rang through the silent kitchin
"morning byers," richie waved sipping his coffee before returning back to his room. once he shut his door, all 6 voices came back.