[Archie smiles, loose and easy, cheeks a touch red and eyes not completely unfocused but not particularly clear either. He hasn't eaten anything since lunch at school, and nobody's offering him bar food to go with the free drinks. Regardless, what are the odds? Like, really though, what are they? In a big city in an alternate universe. Even the club isn't small.
But he really doesn't care right now because it's the first friendly face he's seen and it's Reggie. None of the usual guilt and worry come attached to it, so even if he'd do just about anything to be able to find Veronica or Jughead or Betty or his dad milling around, there's still a strange sense of relief. Reggie's just Reggie. And Reggie's here.]
I've had a few already. [He laughs. It's a very I've had a few already laugh. He still hasn't quite let go of Reggie's arm.] But I could do more.
[As long as no one's about to sit him down for the world's worst party game he'd be happy to do a lot more.]
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But he really doesn't care right now because it's the first friendly face he's seen and it's Reggie. None of the usual guilt and worry come attached to it, so even if he'd do just about anything to be able to find Veronica or Jughead or Betty or his dad milling around, there's still a strange sense of relief. Reggie's just Reggie. And Reggie's here.]
I've had a few already. [He laughs. It's a very I've had a few already laugh. He still hasn't quite let go of Reggie's arm.] But I could do more.
[As long as no one's about to sit him down for the world's worst party game he'd be happy to do a lot more.]