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        𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙢 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚.  𝙖  𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩’𝙨  𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙚.   reggie’s  place  to  resort  when  boredom  struck  in  a  palace  too  often  empty.  parents  on a  business trip   (   as  always  )  out  living  lavishly  in  the  private  jet  instead  of  spending  time  with  their  own  son.  pity.  social  media  interested  the  mantle  prince  more  anyway,  an easy avenue for attention when he didn’t feel like asking for it.  a  platform where he got to talk aimlessly about his favorite thing:  HIMSELF.  and yeah, the fans too. his following was nothing to sneeze at,  himself ever  the  influencer in some sense on all platforms, but it wasn’t like people didn’t have anything better to do.  he opens the stream and waits for his audience to pour in, before taking questions.

      gaze  squints  at  the  small,  fast-paced  print that pops up in the comments,  asking  him  random questions until  a classmate  brings  up  what  should be a harmless game.     SMASH  OR  PASS:  RIVERDALE  HIGH EDITION.       it’s  extremely effective in garnering his attention.   ❝    𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙝 𝙤𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨 ?  𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚.     since  you  vultures  are dying to know who mantle the magnificent   would  spend  a  night  with  ...  shoot.  i’ll answer.   ❞    the comments start pouring in, from those with personal investment to those with genuine curiosity. some people submitting themselves, others curious about recent gossip that’d been floating around. the interest is overwhelming but more ... ego - boosting  if he was being honest.  who knew so many people wanted to know what criteria there was for getting in his smoking hot pants.  may as well give the people what they want:  

        ❝    𝙡𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙚...     DAPHNE  BLAKE      ...      have you seen her ?   girl  has  a  body  like  kylie  but  all  natural.   smash     ...       MIDGE KLUMP.   easy:  smash.  &  she’d say the same, just won’t admit it     ....     hmm     ...      SABRINA  SPELLMAN,  ehhhhhh  smash.  blondes  have  more  fun  but  platinum  blondes?  mmm    ...      BETTY  COOPER?   innocent,  sweet betty cooper?  she’s my best friend.  that’d  be  weird      ...      but since she’s not watching                 smash.   don’t tell her i said that.         HARVEY  KINKLE?   please.   pretty  boy  like  him  wishes.  but  yeah,  smash ,   jesus  you guys  really  aren’t  holding  back  ...   ❞     an  endless  stream  of  comments  all  thirsty  for  an  answer,  pouring  in  faster  than  he  can  pick  up.

         a  sigh,  giving  an  ‘oh  well’  look  to  the  camera,  before  getting  back  on  it:     ❝   giving  the people  what  they  want  i  guess   ...  alright  ...     NANCY  DREW.    ha.  i  think  little  ms.   detective   already  knows  the  answer  to  that  one.  smash      ...       CONNOR  MURPHY.   eugh.  i  guess if  i had a gun to my head.  smash     ...      COURTNEY  CALLAHAN.   duh,   smash.  like  you  wouldn’t  go  for  the  queen  of  reality  tv    ....   HERMIONE  GRANGER  ...    yeah,  i’d say smash.  i  bet  she’s  got  a  dark  side  to her   ...   SWEET  PEA?   sure,  smash.   i  can  be  into  wannabe  greasers  ...     KEVIN  KELLER.   he’s  got  that  innocent-good-boy-next-door-waiting-to-be-ruined  look  so.  yeah,  smash  i  guess   ...     ZOE  MURPHY.   who  ...   ohhhhh   yeah,  right              new  girl.  definitely  smash.  i  should  text  her   ...     aaaand    DELPHI  RENEE.   pass.   kidding ——  that  girl’s  got  an  ass  that  won’t  quit.    might  be  kinda  hard  with  that  stick  up there  but.  smash.  ❞    

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“Isn’t it always the way,” he answered, mimicking her tone without the accent, humour etching into his words as the slightest beginning of a smirk formed at the corner of his mouth. Strangers, perhaps, in one way. But they’d both witnessed the telling off of store owner with a broom to accused delinquents, the threat of being caught for stealing, something yet unproven. The laughter of kids as they trailed off. They couldn’t be too much younger than Jughead himself was, though they both looked and acted it. He’d always been told he was old for his age anyways, that he’d inherited an old soul. It was something that brought him strange comfort in his loneliness, in times when he couldn’t fit in with peers that dismissed his existence. 

Green eyes followed the boys until they were out of sight before glancing back the way of the dark haired girl hovering near him. He raised a brow with interest. “How long ‘til they’ll be back, you think? I’d give it a couple days, max,” Jughead said, voice smiling though his lips has straightened out again. “Got to return to the scene of the crime, you know.”

    He’s on his lunch break- pretending like he isn’t looking around the cafeteria for her, but he is. So when he spots her, he almost gets a little EXCITED about it ( COOL YOUR SHIT, HARRINGTON. SHE WAS PROBABLY KIDDING ). He walks over to her, clearing his throat, resting one hand on his hip as he stands there, running his tongue over his teeth.

        “ SO UH ... I’VE NEVER SEEN YOU BEFORE. SOOO WHAT’S WITH THE UH ... RANDOM ICE-CREAM SHOP APPROACH ? ”         Perhaps not one of his best first-meeting starters, but he’s genuinely asking. He watches her with curious eyes, hoping she won’t just make fun of him or something. Because SERIOUSLY, if he gets called Scoopin’ Steve one more fucking time, he’s gonna blow his head off.

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“These aren’t my people. These aren’t my friends.”