It had been 20 or 25 years since Richard Tozier left that town, Derry. He had forgotten, like everyone else, that he was born and raised there, he had forgotten everything that happened that summer of 1989, but… he remembered every last detail when Mike called.

He remembered every last detail when he saw each of his former companions, he remembered that in that town as a child he was never the great Richie Tozier: 'the man of a thousand voices', no, In the dark town the only one was Richie trashmouth Tozier.

And the more he remembered, the greater his understanding became when his eyes saw again, the vague memories hit him, love beat in him again, it was you, again, he remembered the reason because he never got married —because he would never love anyone the same way he loves you.

Everything that happened in those 48 hours was hell, he tried to escape, but again his friends caught him, and you, of course, remained firm in wanting to beat pennywise. And if you did, damn it, he'd follow you, because he's head over heels for you.

It was horrible, he had never been so close to dying, he never thought that he almost lost his friend Eddie —who saved him from the lights of death— but you saved him. There were no more losses, and the victory was the best feeling after years of terror.

The evil was defeated, everyone was going to return to their lives, with one less weight.

But Richie didn't want to go back to his life, not without you, it had been almost 30 years, he wasn't going to let you go again, first; he got your phone number, second, he didn't walk away from you in those two days after of the battle.

The third step was missing: asking you out on a date. You were a famous country pop/pop artist, he was a famous comedian, both with fantastic humor, they fit together, he knows.

Richie was nervous; he took his last things along with yours, and helped you load them into the car —this was his chance "Hey sweet cheeks, before we leave this place, having a coffee isn't a bad idea? What are you saying?"