[ He tries not to pout at the lack of more because drive-thru is promising. He nods and is already getting up to grab one of Ed's bags only to pause at the mention of checking out. He looks over at Eddie and shrugs, ]
Alright. Don't get arrested with that filthy fucking mouth of yours.
[ He says it over his shoulder as he leaves the room with his bag and Eddie's. Because while he doesn't really want anyone fighting his "battles", he doesn't really want to see that woman again. The feelings from last night still feeling to raw despite how well Eddie had managed to calm him down, soothe him pretty much.
It was a strange thing to experience. But sitting in the car, getting it started and putting the music on again, Richie thinks he can remember a few times when he helped calm Eddie down from his own panic attacks as a kid. Like the serious ones. That ache returned in his chest at the memory of it but it wasn't bad. ]
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Alright. Don't get arrested with that filthy fucking mouth of yours.
[ He says it over his shoulder as he leaves the room with his bag and Eddie's. Because while he doesn't really want anyone fighting his "battles", he doesn't really want to see that woman again. The feelings from last night still feeling to raw despite how well Eddie had managed to calm him down, soothe him pretty much.
It was a strange thing to experience. But sitting in the car, getting it started and putting the music on again, Richie thinks he can remember a few times when he helped calm Eddie down from his own panic attacks as a kid. Like the serious ones. That ache returned in his chest at the memory of it but it wasn't bad. ]