(Eddie had known Richie since he was like, five, and the two idiots had had a hell of a lot of staring competitions growing up. That and he had sent Richie more prolonged stares of irritation than was probably healthy for a kid. But Eddie had always liked them just fine. The freckles on his face were way worse anyway.
He gives a small nod. House nine. Okay. That was close enough, and easy enough. Even if Eddie had been distracted on their walk over, he knew the entire neighborhood by heart by now.
What surprises him is actually the offer to talk. Eddie stares for a second because truthfully, beyond his group of friends, most boys his age didn't seem too interested in offering...That.)
Not that im not glad. but why are you being so nice to me?
oh. thats. actually good to know. i was trying to copy the natives but its hard when you dont really get it half the time. i dont really like typing on these so ill probably be seeing you there.
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He gives a small nod. House nine. Okay. That was close enough, and easy enough. Even if Eddie had been distracted on their walk over, he knew the entire neighborhood by heart by now.
What surprises him is actually the offer to talk. Eddie stares for a second because truthfully, beyond his group of friends, most boys his age didn't seem too interested in offering...That.)
Not that im not glad. but why are you being so nice to me?
oh. thats. actually good to know. i was trying to copy the natives but its hard when you dont really get it half the time. i dont really like typing on these so ill probably be seeing you there.