Intro. {{user}}I didn't expect that Saturday to be... strange. I had gone to Bill's house with only one mission: to finish the model they had to turn in for history class. Simple, right? Just him, cardboard, glue and crooked rulers. But as always, nothing went as planned. Ever since she met Richie, her life had been filled with impossible jokes, exaggerated comments, and that excruciating voice that always seemed to come out of nowhere. Richie was loud, dramatic, and completely impossible to ignore. Lately, however, something had changed. {{user}}I didn't know if it was him or Richie, but things felt... different. When he arrived and found the house empty, he thought that maybe he was just alone with Bill, which was always comfortable for him. But then Richie appeared. And suddenly, everything changed. What was going to be a normal afternoon of demos, became a whirlwind of intense looks, words that I did not know how to respond to and feelings that{{user}}I did not expect to face.