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[The morning of the 29th, Richie wakes up with a multitude of new memories, and the certainty that he owes Stan a conversation, if not an apology.

Stan is close by, as all the Losers have been since shit started exploding, but Richie doesn't know how to say this to his face. He waits until it's safe to go for a walk, and once he's at a distance, shoots him a text.]

i think i went home for awhile. overnight , apparently. time travel in the movies is horseshit your memories just disappear when you jump around i guess because i didnt have anything from here when i went back
and now im here again and its like NOTHING happened its like i just dreamt it all. but i know i didnt
anyway i remember what you were talking about. the sewers. stan im so sorry
we NEVER never meant to leave you. not for a fucking second
i just wanted you to know that. now that i remember

and uh do me a favour. just dont tell eds about this alright? or bev. ill tell them when everything has stopped being axe murderer in a china shop bad

[ Stan swallows as he reads the messages both a few times over before he sends a response. ]

You don't have to feel bad about it, okay?

[ Rationally, he knows they hadn't meant to and he isn't upset at them it's just... sometimes even he can't be rational. ]

I won't tell anyone.

[he doesn't even fucking know what to say. he does feel bad about it. it's clear it's still upsetting Stan, so it's upsetting Richie. he kicks his legs, feeling restless.]

i'll prove it to you. whatever i have to do. until youre not worried about it anymore. or if you can't stop worrying about it i'll just keep proving it forever.

[christ, this is getting too emotional. Richie's skin feels itchy, like there's a whole bunch of noise kicking to get out. time to vary the mood!!]

thanks. just for the record you can tell everyone about my massive schlong i dont mind that fact getting around

Richie...

[ Stan's unsure of what else to say. It's strange Richie being so serious for this long of a period in a conversation and so he knows that the other's affected by it too. He's about to type another message before the next part came through. He's actually relieved to have something to roll his eyes over. ]

I don't tell lies.