I HATE AMERICA I REALLY DO.

"ouch, creep? i'm wounded, hurt even." idly reaching for his milkshake, sipping on it. jughead tests his luck. "what brings you to pops tonight, cheryl?"

"fair enough." after watching cheryl slide into the seat, jughead lets it be — simply returning to his computer screen. he soon turns toward her though, and strikes up another conversation. "so. . . what are your thoughts on the black hood?"

RICK.⠀ HI EVERYONE! posting to say that i'm starting college tomorrow + that means that general replies / activity will start being a little sporadic. ( 🙁 )

jughead shrugs, giving his computer a quick glance over. "there's no right answer. the question's up to interpretation, really." he tilts his head. "and uh. . . yeah, i guess that's true."

RICK.⠀ spare ships? 🤲

leaned up against brick-worked walls that belong to the whyte wyrm, forsythe scowls. he just received an unwanted call from penny. . . things are starting to look awfully sinister for jughead jones.

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is that so? because truthfully, the feeling is mutual. how is she — anything rousing happen in her life as of lately?

RICK.⠀ OH HEY GUYS 🫣