only if i wear a shirt saying “ i’m cement ” whoa, your spirit took over me there.

ITS NOT A COMPETITION, BUT WE CAN’T LET THEM WIN.

oh, thanks mom.

there’s no winning at christmas.

richie, no there is not. i will argue with you and win.

THAT FEELS TOO PUBLIC. WHAT IF WE JUST HOLD HANDS ?

please don’t cal me that.

no winning at the holiday. other challenges are fair gain.

WHAT?

you wouldn’t want to hug me, i’ve been a little sick.

( shit. ) no, that’s ok, i’m feeling better, but i wouldn’t want to spread anything just in case.

i’ll be fine, i have richie to take care of me.

NO ??

😐 i’m throwing this away.

we actually already have a place to stay, but thank you.

richie please it’s fucked up

I LOVE YOU, RICH

curling up next to RICHIE

“ hey, rich. ” he’s smiling genuinely, glad to be next to him. then, a beat. “ don’t call me that, asshole. ”

“ it was a day, ” he sighs as he relaxes more into richie. “ how was yours, rich ? ”