hey betts i told one of my friends how good @ cars u are and he needs help with his truck i said i'd ask if u wanted to? no pressure tho hes really chill & wont take it personally if its no
u should meet him either way he's really [like, a less salty, less anti-social jughead.....] cool
[ left in betty's mailbox is an envelope with a handpainted invitation inside: ]
[ written on the back of the invitation is a gps location in the shenandoah valley and a comment: You won't see the house at first, but don't worry, it's just warded. When you get close enough, you'll see the gate; the wards are set to let you through. PS: I won't be a cheetah this time, I promise. -A. ]
[ Sleep seemed to want to keep as far away from Betty as possible lately. And when it came, it was an overwhelmingly negative experience, full of nightmares and night terrors. There were some nights she was locked in her body, unable to move and panicking until it passed, the Black Hood creeping around in the shadows, threatening the lives of the people who cared about her, threatening her life.
It's no wonder that Betty dozes off in one of the reading nooks out of pure exhaustion, her book still in her hand.
She's only asleep for about an hour before a few tears start to slip down her cheeks and then she starts to twitch, followed by soft whimpers and her hands clenching into fists, her sounds of distress growing louder with every passing moment.]
[Gansey is just getting his day started after a couple of hours of sleep himself. Still in his pajamas, he wanders down towards the kitchen. On his way, he hears a loud whimper, stopping him in his tracks. Diverting towards the sound, he comes upon Betty in one of the myriad of reading nooks. Definitely asleep but in distress. He notices the tears and figures it must be a nightmare.
Sitting on the edge of the seat, watching for another minute or two, he decides to take action--whatever was going on was unpleasant. He frowns and puts a gentle hand on Betty's arm with a light shake as he whispers:]
hey betty listen so as u may or may not know my bday was on easter this year & im not gonna say that suddenly made me realize what a dick ive been or anything, cuz im sure u already know how i could care less about all that crap, but u know how it is when something gets u like, reflective & crap, right
anyway i think i do owe u an explanation 4 something i lied to u about b4 about me & archie i mean that is if u even wanna hear it
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Sit up. [ She commands sharply.] How are you going to watch me from that position? [ She points towards his pocket, where his phone must be.] Pick something for me to move to.
[Oh, right. A female is here, waiting to do heterosexual things with him. Ronan bolts up and scoots to the edge of the bed to sit properly.
Music, yes. Music is a thing that stripping generally requires, if movies have taught him anything. He pulls out his phone and settles on something dark and sexy, which conveniently makes up at least half of his music collection. Then he sets the phone aside and rests his hands on his thighs. He's not sure if that's where they should go, but anywhere else feels a little awkward.]
Hi Betty. I'm Quatre Raberba Winner. Jughead passed your number along to me. He said you're involved in a charity here and I'd love to help out in any way I can.
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i told one of my friends how good @ cars u are and he needs help with his truck
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Archie, of course, I'll help, if I can.
I'd be happy to help any friend of yours.
What's his name?
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you look very nice
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not to be weird but like
reg said u maybe wanted to do something for thanksgiving is that still on the table?
[Since she'd said it at that party where they were both... super high...... and she'd Noticed,]
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You won't see the house at first, but don't worry, it's just warded. When you get close enough, you'll see the gate; the wards are set to let you through.
PS: I won't be a cheetah this time, I promise. -A. ]
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It's no wonder that Betty dozes off in one of the reading nooks out of pure exhaustion, her book still in her hand.
She's only asleep for about an hour before a few tears start to slip down her cheeks and then she starts to twitch, followed by soft whimpers and her hands clenching into fists, her sounds of distress growing louder with every passing moment.]
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Sitting on the edge of the seat, watching for another minute or two, he decides to take action--whatever was going on was unpleasant. He frowns and puts a gentle hand on Betty's arm with a light shake as he whispers:]
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Betty... c'mon, c'mon, pick up..!
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hey betty listen
so as u may or may not know my bday was on easter this year
& im not gonna say that suddenly made me realize what a dick ive been or anything, cuz im sure u already know how i could care less about all that crap, but
u know how it is when something gets u like, reflective & crap, right
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about me & archie
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Happy birthday, Reggie.
You don't owe me anything but I'm here to listen if you want to talk.
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Betty watches him make a fool of himself as he flops down on the bed, her eyes narrowing for a moment before she shrugs it off. ]
Sit up. [ She commands sharply.] How are you going to watch me from that position? [ She points towards his pocket, where his phone must be.] Pick something for me to move to.
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after the baph concert
r u up
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