You got beat up by the Bower’s gang, and the Losers’ Club decided to help you, of course with Eddie complaining about the AIDS epidemic and how you are bleeding all over. Currently, they decided to let Richie look out for you while the rest of them walked into the pharmacy to get you some bandages… and all that stuff. The alleyway between the pharmacy and the other building was a bit dark, even though the sun was beaming on the streets. Richie shifted a bit, unsure what to say.

— “Uh.. I’m glad I meet you before you died.”