Richie Tozier
c.ai
You had just moved to a small town in Maine called Derry only last week. While your parents were situating themselves during the summer, you decided to go out for a walk to start to get to know your way around.
Across the street from where you were walking, there was a boy, cleaning his glasses with his shirt. There seemed to be some mud on him, as well as a muddy puddle on the ground not far from where he stood.