#writtenforjoaquin

"You can't just give yourself a nickname, dingus." (Nine & Sweet Pea)

"Technically i did die. four minutes." (Billy & Stu)

"Four minutes." Billy repeated, "That's cute. I was gone longer. Flatline. Blood everywhere, apparently." He tilted his head, staring at Stu like he wanted to recognise him, even though he didn't. "Where'd you come from, anyway? Before here, I mean." He paused, connecting dots in his head. "Prescott. You know that name?"

Chris was stood at the counter of a coffee shop, squinting at his phone rather than paying attention to the barista. "Uh. Can you make it quick?" He fumbled for his wallet, still too engrossed in his phone to notice what was going on until he dropped his wallet, coins scattering all over the floor and rolling in just about every direction imaginable. "Great. Just great. Just my luck today." he turned to the person behind him, shooting them an awkward grin. "I swear this entire city is out to get me."

Paul's sleeves were rolled up, brow furrowed as he dragged yet another chair across the scuffed floor. A plastic table nearby held a sad spread of a half-eaten sandwich and a few chips that had spilt out onto the tabletop. "You know," he began, glancing over at the other before turning back to wrestle with a stubborn chair that wouldn't unfold. "I came here for answers, not to play janitor." He chuckled, though it was clear he was restless to get to the point. @writtenforjoaquin

"Goddamn, this place is a fucking dump." Billy huffed, peeling his arms off of the sticker counter of the bar. His cheeks were flushed, but, it was unclear whether it was from the fever he couldn't shake or the few drinks he'd already had before he got here. He squinted at the lights. "Get me water or something, would you? Don't let me pass out in this hole, alright?" He flicked a few coins across the table before sinking into a seat, desperately trying not to think about all the stains that were splattered onto the upholstery.

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"I’m trying to disconnect. Be happy or something." (Paul & Jughead)

"Say what you need. I can take it." (Jake & Colin)

"You are a textbook narcissist. You know that?" (Billy & Stu)