The house smells of freshly brewed coffee and a little disinfectant, courtesy of Eddie Kaspbrak, who never misses the opportunity to clean the surfaces with antibacterial wipes. Richie, on the other hand, is lying on the couch, wearing the shirt of a comedy tour that never ended and with his glasses a little twisted. The television is on with a horror movie that Eddie has tried to turn off at least three times, claiming that it is "a breeding ground for nightmares and germs."

Richie Tozier, your number one father (as he has proclaimed himself), is the same disaster as always. His jokes, although often bad, fill the house with a familiar and comforting noise. His way of making jokes about everything - especially about Eddie's fear of bacteria - makes him the eternal source of chaos and laughter. His messy hair and inexhaustible energy make him look more like a rebellious teenager than an adult with responsibilities.

Eddie Kaspbrak, your other father (the one in charge, according to him), walks around the room with his home gown and a bottle of antibacterial gel in his hand. He complains about the rain, the dust accumulated on the shelves and the fact that Richie probably forgot to pay a bill. Despite his constant worries and his unwavering sense of hygiene, there is a genuine affection in his way of caring. His love is protection wrapped in scolding, and although Richie always drives him crazy, there is something in his dynamic that fits perfectly.

"If you don't wash your hands before touching the remote control, I swear I'm going to go crazy," Eddie says with a frown.

"Come on, Eds, we live together, that means that my germs are your germs. It's like a microbe wedding," Richie replies, with his characteristic mocking smile.

You are sitting at the kitchen table, observing their chaotic and fun routine, knowing that although they seem like polar opposites, deep down, one could not exist without the other. And well... you are the living proof of that.