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[measuringdicks]

welcome to the trench chapter of interdimensional hostage bullshit anonymous! unfortunately no one can come to the phone right now because we’re being fucked over by the multiverse again, so leave a message after the beep. we’ll get back to you if we’re still here.

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[measuringdicks]

okay cool hold on

[He’s just going to frantically fix himself up, in the meantime. Is this shirt okay? Do these pants look fine? This is Eddie, he won’t give a shit if Richie comes up looking like he just rolled out of bed, but damn it maybe Richie wants to look like he didn’t.

Oh god he has to change out of this shirt, there’s a weird stain on it.]

ezbake mac n cheese and Froot Loops
I’m kidding
the candy bars are just for when I’m on the go
if I wanted an actual meal back in superhero Earth I’d nuke the leftovers or order takeout, they give me discounts bc I’m an imPort (aka interdimensional hostage)

oh
I just imagined Bowers as a zombie and almost puked
that’s fucking horrible
were the others here at least
at least they’re not here-here they just show up as like
zombies or hallucinations or shit like that
just once
just fucking once
one of those memory share things should just be an hour of the shittiest English class
no clown bullshit just
that time you didn’t study failed a pop quiz or something
like it would be embarrassing as fuck but at this point, fuck it, no one’s ever been scared of quizzes

you’re welcome

[And he’ll keep saying it and saying it until it sinks in, and past that.]

how do you make incense anyway
projector and silver screen for the clubhouse
for movie marathons

[clussy]

cool, yeah. let me know when you're gonna head out.

(Eddie was already blessedly dressed for the occasion, but he had gone out to run errands earlier and he rarely left the house unstyled or underdressed. He was way more worried about obscuring some hard-hitting evidence like the R+E that had been carefully, lovingly carved into his bed's headboard. He winds up taping some dried flowers over it instead. It didn't look that out of place. Dried flowers were all around his bed. He winds up taking some polaroids down.

There's a spare pair of Richie's glasses that he kept on his nightstand next to his own inhaler, but neither wind up touched. He's had both there for a little over two years now and wasn't about to move them. They were reminders - important ones - of things Eddie didn't want to forget no matter how much it sucked to sometimes remember.

He also winds up putting away the concerning amount of orange pill bottles that sat on his desk. He leaves only three out. Different pain medications. Normal stuff for a guy who just had a body make-over. But now - did he play music? He was already playing music but maybe that'd be too-)

ugh.
okay. so i'll make you dinner tonight too then

stan showed up as a zombie. i think georgie did too. but that's about it.

you only say that because you're like, smart. i think ive failed like every pop quiz i ever had because i just fuckin blank on the spot and panic for the 5 minutes we're supposed to take it in and then the teachers like "pass your papers up" and im sitting there and forgot to even write my name at th top lol

(And now he was a formal school drop out. Miracles do happen.)

i will show you when you get here. it's not too difficult
oooooh
thats actually
a really good idea

[measuringdicks]

just give me five minutes

[Five minutes for Richie to hurriedly comb his hair and look presentable the way his mom used to despair he would never look. It's—debatable how successful this attempt is.]

I actually meant were Bill and Ben here when that happened but
fuck that sucks
although holy fuck Stan would fucking hate being a zombie
he'd be the worst zombie

[The image of meticulous, fastidious Stanley Uris shambling around, moaning for brains and covered in dirt, sets off a small, slightly horrified guffaw. It's an awful thing to laugh at, but it's so incongruous with Stan's everything that he can't help it.]

fuck pop quizzes tbh I honestly always hated them
at least you don't have to worry about them now

see sometimes I have good ideas
you could introduce us to the new Disney movies and I could show you guys John Belushi movies

[clussy]

bill was and i think bev? ben came after im pretty sure. it's kind of hard to keep track especially cause once you guys leave i kinda forget. you were there. we actually took down bowers together it was pretty satisfying

he really was the worst zombie.

ffffuck no never again either. i ditched school like years ago it was the best decision i ever made

youre like 80% good ideas and then the rest is just wild card
we can start having like actual movie nights
which will probably get disrupted at some point by the town but shit still worth tryng