#taleswritten: jughead jones.

[fearlessmuses]

🍔 ───── her steps were easy as she approached the table where jughead was buried in his laptop, not an unfamiliar sight, and as she set the plate of fries and a burger down beside him she proceeded to slide into the booth seat across from him. her arms lifted and crossed with ease as she leaned forwards. “you looked famished.” she spoke with a light teasing because he wasn’t probably all that famished but she liked to ensure he did keep fed while he lost himself in whatever he was digging into. he could find a thread and get lost and while he rarely would forget food at times it was just nice to remind him.

“what story are you working on now?” she inquired as she brought her hand up and supported her chin with the palm of her hand and a warm smile on her face. she was honestly interested. they wouldn’t talk so much or be so close if not for the fact that she did admire jughead and everything he did.

@taleswritten ♥ for a starter from tabitha tate for jughead jones

[fearlessmuses]

🐈‍⬛ ───── she knew no one here but cheryl but she could tell whatever these people were tangled in something that even she could not completely explain. she had felt it when cheryl asked for her help, she felt it now more tha never. that although it seemed all exciting and ordinary it was not. which was out of the ordinary.

as she settled down in the booth across from her company her head tilted with ease as she grinned once more. "right, i got your name from cheryl, i'm not a stalker .... exactly." she stated as she gave a laugh. "my name is sabrina." she stated quickly.

"i'd like to know just what sort of things have been happening in riverdale lately, seems so ...." she was trying to think of the best possible word here as she studied jughead jones. "i get the sense there's more than meets the eye here." she laughed lightly.

she arched a curious brow, "am i right?"

@taleswritten

He's engrossed in the delicious burger he is eating. Pops never disappoints. In the middle of a bite, he notices the blonde. Jughead, at first, pays no heed to her. It isn't until she sits down in the booth in front of him does he actually pay attention to her.

Swallowing the food in his mouth, he regards her with a curious look when she says his name. "Looks like you know my name but I don't know yours." Clearly, she knows who he is but who is she? What does she want with him?

"Guess that depends on what kind of odd things you're talking about." Odd is a broad term, anything can be odd to anyone. People's definitions of odd vary but something tells him whatever she has to say will be odd indeed.

"Alright, go on, I'm listening."

@shefatales

[fearlessmuses]

🐈‍⬛ ───── considering they were only separated by a river it was something that she had never quite crossed over into this town, but clearly it was just as unique as her own home. there was definitely something a miss in riverdale, much like greendale it was more than it appeared which had to be the case or she wouldn't be here, now would she?

she straightened as she stepped forwards and proceeded to reach pop's. word on the street was that she would be able to find who she was looking for here. she glanced around pondering some as she tapped her fingers against her thigh before she turned noting the beanie. that was meant to be the give away right?

sabrina slide into the booth with ease as her hands came to rest upon the table across from him and she was taking him. general description and all from cheryl. "jughead, right?" she inquired quickly as she shifted herself and produced a quick smile. "i hear you're kind of the guy to talk to about odd things and general goings on." she waved her fingers some.

@taleswritten ♥ for a starter from sabrina spellman for jughead jones

[fearlessmuses]

🥤 ───── she frowned some as she looked to the side rather lost in her own thoughts. when did life become so … complicated? it was never quite what someone might imagine their years to be like. there had been a few surprises along the way though, that was for sure. she couldn’t deny that she had often spent so much time peering through a window as the girl next door at archie andrews that she had kind of made herself blind to anything else daydreaming. which had been something, hadn’t it and connecting with jughead jones had been …. kind of wonderful.

that thought brought a smile to her lips. oh the complexity of high school and then onto life in general. but one thing she wished surprised her more than it did was her habit of messing things up. she did mess up a really great and wonderful thing and she did want to try to fix it, she just needed a chance. she sat here in pop’s with a milkshake in front of her as she breathed in deep and straightened her shoulders before she exhaled slowly. “we just need to talk … you know.” she offered as she touched her hand against the counter as she waited patiently. school ending and everything crashing, she just wanted a chance to let jughead know that she wanted to fix this before college and everything else. they could make this work, couldn’t they?

@taleswritten ♥ for a starter from elizabeth 'betty' cooper for jughead jones

[fearlessmuses]

🍔 ───── as he pushed aside the laptop and she was provided his attention she definitely wasn't about to jump up and return to work. although she did turn and make sure that no one else really required her. her tongue darted across her lips and she smiled quickly.

she wanted to hear all about his story and everything as he relaxed, "writer's block." she spoke quickly as she leaned forwards and placed her chin upon her palm as she looked to him considering everything. "that is quite the problem, maybe a problem that hamburger can solve?" she offered quickly.

she reached out and stole a fry from his plate unable to help herself but also wearing an easy grin as she did it. she took a bite before she dropped her hand some and looked upon him before she considered things.

"horror-esque, like stephen king style or more like anne rice?" she mused softly. "either way i do kind of think you could fit the genre." he did have a certain vibe about him didn't he? she could definitely see him being the next sort of .... stephen king for sure. he had the talent if he could find the story he liked. she'd read some of his stuff.

@taleswritten

He almost doesn't notice her. In fact, he doesn't until the smell of fries and burgers hit his nose and he looks between the food and toward Tabatha. A smile curls the corners of his lips, she's so good to him.

"What would I do without you?" He says teasingly. He hardly misses meals but still, it's nice to have someone look after him every once in a while.

He pushes his laptop to the left, settling it on the table safely while he grabs the plate of food and drags it closer to him. He wastes no time in picking up the burger and taking a huge chunk out of it to chew and swallow.

"Nothing special." He mumbles around the food in his mouth before he realizes he should probably swallow before he speaks. A moment or two passes where he chews and swallows it down before taking a large sip of the milkshake in front of him.

"I'm sort of drawing a blank. Writers block, I guess. I've been doing some research on some more.... horror-esque things, but it's not doing much."

@shefatales