[ Richie breathes out a heavy sigh -- both tired and relieved. Though only so much. Nightmares are still bad for them even on their best nights. He's hoping they will eventually fall away into nothing like that fucking clown did.
He moves over to sit beside Eddie, gently rubbing a hand up and down his back. ]
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He moves over to sit beside Eddie, gently rubbing a hand up and down his back. ]
You're okay. None of that shit's real anymore.