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New Years Party prt 1

    No way in hell was Eddie about to sit on that dream catcher thing, so he sat on the bean bag, and Richie sat next to him on the other one.

    "What are we watching?" Richie asked.

"Just some horror film," Stanley shrugged.

    "Just look in a mirror," Richie laughed, no one laughed with him, although you could tell Beverly was close, she caught herself.

    Eddie had gone around and told everyone not to laugh at Richie's jokes, even if they were funny. He said it would only encourage him to crack more jokes, and that was the last thing anyone wanted. So everyone agreed to never laugh at Richie's jokes. However, they would be lying if they said they never let out a laugh or two on a particularly good joke Richie said.

    "Shouldn't we turn the lights off? And close the blinds?" Eddie asked, looking around at how bright the room was in contrast to the feeling of the movie. Beverly nodded her head.

    "Okay, then go do it," Bill shrugged. His stutter had gotten a lot better over the years, you couldn't even hear it at this point.

    Eddie turned to Stanley, "Well- You're the host!"

    "Hey, you wanted the lights off," Stanley defended himself with a huge smile on his face. Eddie glared at him and got up, hearing Richie snicker. He turned off the lights, realized that the window was above the bed. Meaning to close the blinds he would have to stand on the bed and shove his crotch in either Stans or Bills face, depending on which one was closest. Eddie, like any sane person, didn't want that.

    "Uh, Stan, close the blinds for me?" He pleaded. Stan shook his head,

    "I like the light."

    "Bill?"

    "Nah, don't feel like doing the work."

    "Well, I guess the blinds staying open," Eddie shrugged. Mike frowned,

    "Come one Eddie, I want the blinds closed, it'll make it more spooky, you know?"

    Beverly chimes in, "Yeah! Come on, Eds, it'll be so much better with the blinds closed."

    "Okay, one, don't call me that and two, close it yourself."

    Beverly chucks a pillow at him, "Be a gentleman, will you?"

    "Yeah, do the little lady a favor," Richie laughs, making Beverly smile at him.

    "Fine," he huffed and got on the bed. He crawled over towards Bill and Stanley and stood up. Looks like Bill was the unlucky one. Beverly lets out a laugh, which made Richie and Mike turn around,

    "Woah, enjoying the view?" Richie asks Bill, raising his eyebrows.

    "Shut up," Eddie groans, trying his best to close the blinds as fast as possible.

    "Bill, Eddie, I hope you realize how wrong this looks," Stanley smiles.

    "Yeah, I got that," Bill says in a monotone voice. Completely unbothered by the fact his face is literally in Eddie's crotch.

    "Finally," Eddie breathed as the blinds came to a close. The room was 10x darker and everyone seemed to enjoy it better, with everyone nodding in approval.

    "Sorry," Eddie whispered to Bill as he crawled back over to his bean bag. Bill just nodded with his lips pursed in a "don't mention it" way.

    "Isn't that better?" Eddie sighed as he sat down. He took a sip of his drink. It didn't taste like punch. I mean, there was some fruitiness to it, but the after taste was bitter and repulsive. Eddie cringed and placed it down. He shook his head and decided to just eat his pizza, his eyes fixed on the movie.