the losers club as things i saw, heard, or said in the past week
bill: what do you want to be in twenty years
all seven, in unison: *chanting “kill it!” repeatedly with absolutely no explanation as to why*
richie: i just *clenches fist in front of face dramatically* don’t want to
eddie: i mean… that sounds pretty gay
richie: you sound pretty gay
mike: literally both of you are gay
eddie: wow we get it you’re straight
stan: *drops pencil and stares at it* i fucking hate existing
mike: *crying over a picture of a chicken wearing a hat*
beverly, in response to the co-chairman of the committee calling her his assistant: we both know i’m in charge here, fuckin’ pussy
bill: *makes eye contact with richie across the classroom*
richie, with no emotion on his face: *starts sliding his phone into his mouth*
bill, under his breath: what the fuck is wrong with you
ben: i woke up in the middle of the night panicking about my sixteenth birthday
ben: it took fifteen minutes before i remembered that i’m already eighteen
bill: i’m a lover, not a fighter
beverly: you punched me in the tit this morning
bill: well you shouldn’t have fucking touched my muffin
eddie: good news, after some help from the teacher, i figured out how to solve the problem on my quiz
eddie: bad news, i needed help because i was so tired that i forgot how division works
richie: does anything make you happy
stan: sometimes i think about going to your funeral
stan: never fails to make me smile
mike: *starts playing flappy bird in class*
richie: WHAT THE FUCK IT’S 2018
beverly: *shows up twenty minutes late wearing a panda onesie and holding a milkshake*
all seven: *telling weird stories about their families*
mike: my dad wrestled a shark once
