Or maybe...he's dead already...

I think...I'll give..Rose a visit. Hmm??

I know..your connections.

Hmm.. maybe I'll..go for him first. That'd be more fun...

I'm going to...skin you...heh..hehe..

And wear your face..as a trophy..

I hope you..don't plan on..

Keeping your skin.

A shrug of nonchalance, he'd pivot aimlessly on heel, turning a full 360 before settling back in place.

"Or cry...or cry and..throw up."

"Now.."

"Get out. And...remember this. Remember me...and don't worry.

We'll meet...again."

Delighted by his quivering terror, Ronnie would lean in closer, his lips hovering against his ear.

"I want you..to remember this..very moment. How you feel..right now...Are you scared..?? Good—" Grabbing him with two hands, he was quick to throw the other to the ground. ++

"Well...That's no fun at a-all.."

Pushing himself off his stool, he'd make his way towards Ash, catching hold of his face with a singular hand.

"We...are not friends...and I— don't do...housecalls."

flat against Richie's forehead, thumb pushing at the hammer spur to ensure it was loaded before reaching for the trigger and—

𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬!

An empty shot.

"Oooh...Aren't you lucky? You didn't...get the big surprise.."

He presses his arm against his throat, ensuring he'd constrict his airflow for a moment just a brief moment — toying with him.

"Aww...he-he's sorry...Y-You hear that ev-everyone?? He's s-s-sorry~ ohh...poor, poor little..fella."

Ronnie's freehand pressed the barrel of his revolver - ++

"What makes....you think...I'd....help you? You're just..some— some guy."

forearm pressed to his throat, an effort to hold him in place.

Eyes like deadly glaciers peered deep into Richie's own, impossibly close to him — & he'd laugh there in his face.

"What's..What's wron-wrong, friend..???? Did-Did you change your m-mind ????"

The hit was enough to stun the crazed clown, but only a moment before he'd close in on Richie again, shortening the distance created between them.

"Oh...but I-I don't th—think I have...!!"

He's quick, almost too quick while grabbing hold of Richie again, slamming his back to a wall ++

"Are you...just going to keep...asking me boring questions all..day....?"

"What...is the point of this...? What does..it...fulfill for you? Hmm..? To know...my mind..?"

His excitement would amplify his stutter, which his usual lethargic speech was decent with hiding.

"I don't— don't think so!" Two hands caught hold of the other boy's face before foreheads would crash together in a violent manner.

"Ohh...That h-hurt good..!"

Like predator to prey, Ronnie's excitement only increased, that dastardly smile pulling back lips as he'd bear teeth in a halfmoon grin.

Sinister in the way he'd laugh, he was quick to grab hold of Richie, attempt to keep him in place.

"So soon...??? A-Already?? N—No we're hav-having fun!" ++