Whatever it is Richie's saying, Eddie still can't hear it and his reflex is to shake his head. "I can't hear you, man...fuck, this is gonna get old really fucking fast," he complains.
But then Richie's trying to mime something at him and it takes Eddie's brain a couple of seconds to catch up with is eyes. And his expression deflates. "You can't see? What the fuck?" Well, this is going to be especially challenging, isn't it? One blind and one deaf, shit, and both dumb for it.
"All right...okay," Eddie says and he's trying to center himself. Richie can't see, so it doesn't really make a goddamned difference that Richie's the braver of the two; Eddie's going to have to step up. "Okay, look, here..." he says, reflexively asking Richie to look at something and then having to double back on it, instead just taking Richie's hand and bringing him closer to Eddie himself until he can sling Richie's arm around his shoulders. Eddie circles his arm around Richie's waist. "I got you, man. Come on, shit...I have no idea where we are; I swear to God, I opened my room's door to go out in the hall and ended up in the middle of the fucking casino, so I'm fuckin' lost, but I got you. Let's get somewhere...I don't know. Where's your room? Can you..."
He stops abruptly. No, Richie can't. Richie can't tell him where it is because Eddie can't fucking hear it anyway. And Richie can't show him because Richie can't see where the fuck he's going. This is the fucking worst. Honestly, he kind of wishes they'd just opened the Scary door. Next time, they'll open just plain Scary. "Fuck."
no subject
But then Richie's trying to mime something at him and it takes Eddie's brain a couple of seconds to catch up with is eyes. And his expression deflates. "You can't see? What the fuck?" Well, this is going to be especially challenging, isn't it? One blind and one deaf, shit, and both dumb for it.
"All right...okay," Eddie says and he's trying to center himself. Richie can't see, so it doesn't really make a goddamned difference that Richie's the braver of the two; Eddie's going to have to step up. "Okay, look, here..." he says, reflexively asking Richie to look at something and then having to double back on it, instead just taking Richie's hand and bringing him closer to Eddie himself until he can sling Richie's arm around his shoulders. Eddie circles his arm around Richie's waist. "I got you, man. Come on, shit...I have no idea where we are; I swear to God, I opened my room's door to go out in the hall and ended up in the middle of the fucking casino, so I'm fuckin' lost, but I got you. Let's get somewhere...I don't know. Where's your room? Can you..."
He stops abruptly. No, Richie can't. Richie can't tell him where it is because Eddie can't fucking hear it anyway. And Richie can't show him because Richie can't see where the fuck he's going. This is the fucking worst. Honestly, he kind of wishes they'd just opened the Scary door. Next time, they'll open just plain Scary. "Fuck."