SUGAR, SUGAR

[  SMS →  ARCHIE  ] :   well, well. [  SMS →  ARCHIE  ] :   you and betty snooper.

In the midst of everything ( every distraction, every week in the final stretch leading up to graduation, every iota of chaos to have befallen small town Riverdale from the moment the Blossoms had set down the first of Thornhill’s dilapidated foundations, as it seemed fated to ), Cheryl’s vigilance, nor her taste for a little discord, hadn’t quite failed her.

Thumb lingering on the screen of her phone, hovering a hair’s breadth from pushing send, she relinquished her lower lip from between her teeth ———– a byproduct of the curvature of her half-smirk.

[  SMS →  ARCHIE  ] :   colour me shocked and completely in awe.

@almostcaptain

[ TEXT MESSAGE : CHERYL BLOSSOM ] --- betty and i are just friends.

just friends. even the most purest indication of him and betty being friends was long gone. the indecisiveness that he was quite known for was eating him alive after playing betty cooper’s pretend boyfriend --- oh, the longing. 

deep down the redhead was hoping his sweet neighbor from his innocent childhood would be the one to finally break the ice and text him. the sighs cursing out of his throat were only faint when he figured it was only cheryl blossom.