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trashmouth added urine, hansolon, bevbev, billee, ed(die) and ben 10 to a group chat
trashmouth has renamed the group chat to a bunch of losers
trashmouth: what the FUCK is up losers
hansolon: richie what is this
trashmouth: a group chat, keep up
hansolon: thank u, captain obvious
ed(die): hello, captain obvious, my name is eddie
trashmouth: shut UP mike
trashmouth: u too eddie
bevbev: ur use of all caps is annoying
trashmouth: where did i ask for ur opinion
bevbev: … shut ur fuck
urine: you motherfuckers i’m in class stop blowing up my phone
ed(die): how about you turn your phone off?
billee: i’m sitting next to him and can confirm, he has turned his phone off
ben 10: oh worm?
trashmouth: ew the biggest loser has appeared
ben 10: how many times do i have to tell you that i’m not the biggest loser here, richie
trashmouth: maybe not, i’m just taking the piss
ben 10: you suck asshole
trashmouth: no, i swallow, thank you
ben 10: GROSS
billee: no one asked about your sex life jesus
trashmouth: are you sure about that?
bevbev: i’m gonna eject you from this gc
trashmouth: too bad you can’t bc i created it
billee: give me a few seconds, i can fix that
billee has removed trashmouth from a bunch of losers
bevbev: NICE
ed(die): bill is a straight up savage and i love it
ed(die): when does that class end so stan can turn his phone on again, we’re down two losers now
billee: 15 minutes
hansolon: richie is probably yelling curse words at his phone as we speak
ben 10: my dorm room is right next to his, can confirm that he is indeed
ben 10: eddie why aren’t you shutting him up
ed(die): i’m in the library studying
billee: if you’re studying why are you on your phone
ed(die): y’all are fucking distracting that’s why
bevbev: have you tried leaving the gc
ed(die): nah, i’m enjoying this too much, i welcome the distraction anyways math is shit
hansolon: i can help you with ur math bro, don’t worry about it
ed(die): you’re an angel sent from above
hansolon: i know, i know
Back in his dorm room, Richie pushed his glasses further up on his nose, an exaggerated sigh escaping his lips. He had been ejected from the very group chat he had created. He was bored. He could go and annoy Ben, if he chose to. He could even do homework, but why would he do that? He could be watching porn like the horny college student he was. So many good choices. Perhaps he should be watching porn while Eddie was at the library, considering this is probably the only privacy he’d be getting for the rest of the day. He shook his head, feeling dirty. He knew he’d get bored, anyways. All porn was the same, as far as he’d observed. Boring.
Richie had heard grown ups talk about ‘experimenting’ in college, only to find out that they were, indeed, just straight. He didn’t need to experiment. He knew he was attracted to guys, had known since he was twelve. He just had so many repressed feelings, mainly because there was an outspoken group of homophobes on campus. They had already beaten someone because they were holding hands in public. Richie wasn’t ready to face that, or his friends for that matter, despite all of the jokes he’s made. Eddie was already out to the group, which was all well and good. For him. It had been a small victory for Richie, who had had feelings for the man since he knew what it meant to be attracted to someone meant.
With a real sigh, Richie shook his head and grabbed his headphones from their perch on his desk, plugging them into his phone and putting his music on shuffle. It was time to finish this homework if it killed him.
He was almost done when heard the muffled sound of a lock turning, signaling that Eddie was back from the library. Richie took one of his headphones out of his ear and looked up from his work, giving his best friend a smile. “Get anything done?” he asked.
Eddie’s face immediately twisted into that of disgust, and Richie worried that something had happened while he was at the library. “Room smells like you took a shit.” he commented, setting his bag down on the ground. This brought a snort of amusement from Richie, the weight of worry lifted from his chest. Richie tossed a pencil at Eddie, who reflexively ducked, causing it to land on the floor a few feet away.
“How do you know I didn’t, in fact, take a big shit? Hmm?” Richie hopped down off his bed to retrieve the thrown pencil, figuring he might need that for his work.
“You’re disgusting.” Eddie muttered, shaking his head, but there was no real malice behind his words.
Richie simply winked in Eddie’s general direction, flicking one of his curls out of his eyes. “Ah, maybe, but you love it anyways.” He marked a couple more things down onto his paper, and then proceeding to ceremoniously setting his pencil down to signal that he was done with his godforsaken homework. “Hey, do you mind checking this over for me?” He batted his eyelashes towards Eddie, holding out his paper.
“I’m not making a habit of this, Rich. I hope you know that.” Eddie said, taking a seat on his bed and picking up one of his own pencils, correcting a few things on Richie’s assignment. “Not bad. Just a couple of mistakes.” He tossed the paper back to Richie, who caught it. “You’re welcome.”
“Thank you. You’re my hero.” Richie dropped the assignment into his bag, laying back onto his bed with his arms behind his head. “You should totally add me back into the group chat that I created and Bill used some sort of damn hack to remove me from.” Eddie simply snorted, typing away on his phone and a few seconds later, Richie’s own phone dinged with a message from a bunch of losers.
ed(die) has added trashmouth to a bunch of losers
trashmouth: guess who’s back motherfuckers
urine: i thought we agreed not to let him back into the group chat
trashmouth: RUDE
trashmouth: i created this gc dipshit
urine: doesn’t mean anything
billee: he’s right yknow
trashmouth: oh, shut up, you’re the one that ejected me in the first place
billee: upon bev’s request, don’t get ur balls in a twist
trashmouth: i’ll twist your balls
hansolon: richie have at least a smidge of decency why dontcha
trashmouth: decency ain’t my strong suit you should know this by now
hansolon: yeah, yeah, whatever. i gotta go to class i’ll see you bitches later
trashmouth: everyone’s dead so i think i’m gonna take a FAT nap, goodnight everyone