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Eddie steps out of the car, bag slung over their shoulder. They were just out of town, on a hill beneath the stars. Richie was in the car still, grabbing some things from the glove box.
"Eds!"
Eddie turns from where they were looking up at the sky. Richie is waving them over. Eddie sets their bag down and jogs back over to the car. "Are you still looking for your charging stick?" they ask, a smile on their lips.
"Ha, ha," Richie responds, not at all mad at them. He pulls out a black stick with a cord. "Yes!"