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It was 12:45 am on august 1st in Riverdale
The humidity of late summer sticking like syrup to each crevice of the town, each seat at pops and coating the asphalt on the road out.
It was their last chance to be eighteen, feel the weight of what that meant here in such a small place, here where their ages long ago were discarded as they were knighted in defense of this sleepy hallow.
This was the time between the before and the now, the weight of the real world.
Leaving.
Jughead stared at a blank screen, tapping his fingers on the trackpad and using his tongue to scoop the icing out of knockoff Oreos.
He turned to Archie and started to yawn
“Tired already juggy?” the red head prompts, hiking a single,defiantly bushy eyebrow.
“I told you not to call me that” he pauses, smirking,
“but I think you might be able to help me with this one.”
“Me?”
“Yeah dude, its gonna take sometime, but I think I know how to knock down some of these blockades”
“Blockades?”
“Yeah, the mental kind, its like a minefield up here”
“Ok”
“Ok?”
“Tell me what I need to do” Archie offered, earnestly looking at Jugheads questioning expression.
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“Ive never felt so unsettled by something in my entire life I think”
“I think you need to rethink that statement for a sec and then we’ll revisit” Toni jested, swiveling the chair to face his sprawled out form.
He frowned “maybe your right, maybe I am going crazy” he replied in deject.
“That could certainly be it” She smiled, crinkling her nose.
The two had been meeting like this lately.
They let the heavy heat hang in the air before their eyes met again. Something crackling like electricity in the room. Maybe they both regretted how things had gone down.
Maybe jughead regretted his actions the most.
But regardless, here they were.
“So, Archie?” She smiled raising a single arched brow, looking knowingly at the his skinny frame.
Jughead scowls
“Yes, Antoinette, for the umpteenth time”, he retorts, his Carmel cheeks coloring at the statement.