āWelcome to 10 Car Pile Up, records are primarily the only form of music we sell, thereās also some guitars and drum kits in the back if youāre interested. Iām Cassian, let me know if you need anything, but if you steal anything from my shop Iāll cut your hands off and pin them to the front window.ā
ā scaring customers away is a pretty shitty technique to keep business going. lucky for you, iām not intimidated.Ā ā drewās tone was laced with irritation but he showed all smiles, walking around the record store.Ā ā any recs? im running low on good music.Ā ā
OUT Ā OF Ā THE Ā GAME Ā FOR Ā SO Ā LONG, Ā veronica Ā blanches Ā momentarily Ā before Ā sheās Ā warmed Ā up Ā and Ā ready Ā to Ā go. Ā ā Ā for Ā a Ā five Ā hundred Ā dollar Ā brassiere, Ā iāll Ā say Ā whatever Ā you Ā want, Ā big Ā boy. Ā ā Ā sheās Ā wearing Ā her Ā sly Ā grin Ā like Ā itās Ā the Ā aforementioned Ā lingerie, Ā as Ā if Ā itās Ā two Ā years Ā bp ( Ā before Ā pea Ā ). Ā ā Ā unfortunately, Ā scandal Ā goes Ā hand Ā in Ā hand Ā with Ā the Ā lodge Ā name. Ā iāve Ā been Ā thinking Ā of Ā changing Ā it, Ā ACTUALLY. Ā let Ā me Ā know Ā if Ā youāre Ā ever Ā in Ā the Ā mood Ā for Ā a Ā trip Ā to Ā the Ā courthouse. Ā ā Ā she Ā laughs Ā mellifluously Ā at Ā her Ā own Ā joke Ā and Ā feels Ā a Ā bit Ā like Ā her Ā old Ā self, Ā still Ā feeling Ā guilty, Ā but Ā for Ā more Ā impersonal Ā reasons. Ā ā Ā unless Ā youāre Ā already Ā married, Ā obviously. Ā riverdale Ā is Ā a Ā great Ā place Ā to Ā settle Ā down Ā if Ā you Ā can Ā get Ā past Ā all Ā the Ā death. ā
ā Veronica gardin. itās something i can get behind, definitely has a ring to it. if i didnāt know any better, iād assume you were trying to sweep me off my feet right now.Ā ā drew was amused by the banter between them and had ( admittedly ) missed it. he couldnāt remember the last time he had talked to anyone from his new york days, besides his father.Ā ā luckily, i donāt have a wife that iām aware of so weāre in the clear.Ā ā he responded before giving it a second thought.Ā ā unless you count my landlord. sheās been trying to woo me recently, even made me lunch. you better step up your game, vee. iām expecting breakfast in bed tomorrow.Ā ā
fangs raised his eyebrows at the otherās smile ; it had been a while since he saw a smile out of anyone in riverdale. it had been doom and gloom ever since the word spread of pop tateās death. ā itās nice to see a smile around here, ā fangs retorts, nodding a little as he takes one more swig of his beer. ā i donāt mind at all, ā fangs was lying, he did mind, but that was only because he had gotten to a big climax point in the book he was working on, and no way was he pulling that out to finish in front of the other southsider. ā did you come here at this hour to escape from everyone else, too, or what ? ā
ā A smile is what everyone needs around here. itās almost exhausting seeing the town this down.Ā ā drew spoke with disappointment, sitting at the other side of the booth.Ā ā i guess you could say that. you know iām not one to stay still and this seems to be one of the only safe havens from the grief demons.Ā ā it sounded more insensitive once he said it versus hearing it in his head but he assumed the other knew he meant no real harm. he loved pop as much as the next but he wasnāt built for long periods of negative emotions. heād probably lay on his deathbed cracking jokes about not being let into heaven.Ā ā how long have you been here? donāt tell me youāve been sitting here babysitting that beer all night.Ā ā
ā Ā RIVERDALEā¦ Ā INTERESTING Ā CHOICE, ā Ā she Ā shakes Ā her Ā head Ā in Ā disbelief Ā as Ā if Ā itās Ā the Ā first Ā time Ā sheās Ā seeing Ā drew Ā around Ā these Ā parts. Ā in Ā a Ā perfect Ā world Ā it Ā would Ā be, Ā after Ā all Ā the Ā effort Ā she Ā has Ā exhausted Ā trying Ā to Ā forget Ā her Ā last Ā trip Ā home. Ā ā i Ā hope Ā youāre Ā not Ā here Ā with Ā plans Ā to Ā steal Ā from Ā my agent Ā provocateur Ā collection Ā again. Ā iām Ā sure Ā youāve Ā heard Ā all Ā about Ā daddy Ā cutting Ā me Ā off. Ā i Ā can Ā no Ā longer Ā afford Ā to Ā give Ā away Ā my Ā lingerie Ā after Ā one Ā wear. Ā itās Ā a Ā GREEK Ā TRAGEDY. Ā ā @drewpls
ā Say agent provacateur again.Ā ā his teasing manner was paired with a clever glint in his eyes.Ā ā i heard about that and more. i canāt say iām shocked about the name youāve made for yourself here, you were never average. sadly, my presence here has nothing to do with your undergarments, veronica. although you do have great taste. iād offer to give it back but itās one of my most prized possessions.Ā āĀ the playful grin that danced across his face proved that he was joking but in all seriousness, he did still have ronnieās bra. it was probably hiding in a box full of other things that didnāt particularly have a place but he definitely still had it.Ā ā i accept trade - ins.Ā ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā the speakesy was typically quiet during the evenings ā thatās why these hours were fangsā favorite to spend there. he often could be found in one of the back booths, sipping on a beer and scrolling through his phone, or even reading a book ( only if there was really nobody else in there ! ). and thatās where he found himself this evening, cozied up in a corner by himself. he was decompressing after a week that felt like months, trying to find some escape from the grim faces around town and the dull silence that rest on the place. he was upset, confused and shocked by the death of pop tate, just as anyone else ā- but fangs had seen his fair share of death; it was almost as if he could say he was used to the feeling. people leave, people pass away; and grieving just wasnāt his thing ! he held back an eye roll as he heard the door to the empty area open, pulling down the corner of his book to mark his place and tucking it behind his back ( so that it was well hidden between him & the booth, of course ). the eye roll that came upon him as the figure made their way to the booth he was alone at couldnāt quite be contained though. he placed a fake, welcoming smile on his face as he saw the other though, and greeted them with a warm, ā hey, ā pulling his beer up to his lips and taking a swig. ā you taking it easy ? ā
It wasnāt often that andrew made time to go to the speakesy but this was a special occasion, if thatās what you would call it. he was tired of sitting under the gray cloud that covered the rest of the town. you know what makes sadness worse? dwelling in it. he wasnāt exactly sure who would be there,Ā although he didnāt expect to see fang sitting thereĀ alone. it almost felt as if he was invading someoneās privacy and heād walked pass the āDO NOT ENTERā sign. none of this mattered though, he still strided across the room to greet his friend. ā of course i am.Ā ā andrewās response matched his expression, a goofy smile strected across his face.Ā ā iād ask if you were okay given what happened, but you look pretty satisfied from where iām standing. you mind if i join?Ā ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā LINED PAPER FILLED WITH endless scrabbles of her own writing were crumpled around her as her petite frame relaxed on the carpeted floor of the public library. exaggerated sighs were her only answer to most that were surrounding her , asking her if she was alright throughout her time there but words were never uttered. ā fuck , ā she finally allowed her voice to echo around her , dropping another crumpled paper to find itās place on the floor with the rest. it wasnāt until a foot was in her field of vision that the pussycat reached out to save the apparent garbage paper from their footprint. ā be āācareful ! i might actually need that , ā she stated before looking up at the other. ā sorry ; just struggling & canāt afford to throw anything away right now. ā
If you were looking for andrew, the library was the last place to find him. itās as if he was allergic to books or better yet, anything related to learning. today was different though. truth was, drew needed a distraction and while drinking and sitting on his couch all day sounded like a great plan, he still found himself wandering around town. he almost laughed at himself when he entered the library.Ā ā my dad would have a field day if he saw me here.Ā āĀ he said, speaking entirely to himself. ā shhhhhh!Ā ā well, he thought he was talking to himself.Ā āĀ oh, sorry.Ā āĀ Ā he gave an apologetic glance to the older woman behind the desk but his voice was still loud, if not louder. he walked away before she could complain and in the process of turning down an aisle of book, he almost stepped on what seemed to be trash.Ā ā struggling is definitely right. ā he mumbled, glancing at the other paper that seemed to have the same fate as the one valerie saved.Ā ā what are you doing? ā
Ā IT WASNāT AS IF heād been planning to never return to riverdale. the mere idea ridiculous to even consider. after all, his dad still resides in his childhood home and that alone would assure his eventual return. TWO YEARS. thatād been how long heād gone without visiting. first the excuses began as he just simply didnāt have the cold hard cash he needed to visit on special occasions - then slowly holidays. which slowly morphed into archie being ātoo busyā. except thatās all they were: excuses. in the back of his head he knew he could have made the time if he was just willing to put effort to it. but the guilt that came with such an admission wasnāt exactly something archie had been prepared to deal with. content to push it to the back of his mind until the time came heād eventually have to face the music, - no pun intended - heād just never fathomed itād be so soon. and especially for such a sombre reason as this. a finger raises to rub tiredly against his one of his eyes, exhaustion seeping into every pore of his body as he slumps onto the counter at pops. staring at a laid out menu, not taking in any of it, hazel hues frozen on the name POP in particular. heās half asleep sitting up when a familiar voice pulls him out of the dark depths of slumber. turning to the other with a heavy sigh he shakes his head, dark eye circles prominent against pale skin. ā Ā i just canāt believe heās GONE, you know. Ā ā
Andrew had avoided the shoppe for as long as he could. seeing it meant that he had to believe it. pop was gone and in the two years that drew had been there, he had grown very fond of the man known by the entire town. stepping inside of the diner was a chore in itself and he had almost immediately regretted it. before he could change his mind, his eyes ran across a familiar redhead that heād heard a fair amount about. he looks like he needs a friend.Ā ā you alright? ā were the first words to slip out of his mouth. dumbass. of course he's not. who is? ā thatās kind of a dumb question, nevermind. ā he mumbled, the last word coming out as more of a sigh. when archie spoke, andrew could hear the hurt in his voice, making andrew even more uncomfortable.Ā ā me either. it just wasnāt his time....it wasnāt.āĀ
wow look at me taking years to do a simple intro whatās NEW anyways hello iām cici but i also go by ceec, Mom, and chichi :))) anyways under the cut is more about this Empty Shell of a man.Ā
*ćavan jogia, cismale, he/him, ocćāāćriverdaleās very own ANDREW ISAAC GARDIN is now twenty-two years old. they have lived in town for two years, and pop never forgot their regular ā a peanut butter milkshake with chocolate chips. youāll likely find the bartender hanging around the roving eye, probably being a nuisance or collecting numbers. their friends on the southside will tell you all about how theyāre adroit, debonair and whimsical, but others might describe them as irreverent or volatile. oh well, no matter how you feel about drew, you canāt deny that they have a talent of not taking anyone or anything serious.ćāāćwritten by cici, she/her, twenty, est !
andrew grew up in New York City with his father, a mediocre writer BUT kinda decent at raising a kid. It wasnāt until two years ago until andrew moved out of his fatherās apartment and set out to find his Purpose. thatās when he stumbled upon riverdale and CALL IT FATE, he ended up getting comfortable and never leaving
He resides in the southside and works as a bartender at The Roving EyeĀ
heās a clown. literally. heās like the lovechild of disappointment and regret. but heās also very kind once you get past theĀ āwtf is wrong with himā stage
Ā although he make look like it from first glance, heās not really associated with the serpents. he makes his friend, and enemies, entirely on his own and is known as more of a wanderer.
not to d r a g him or anything but heās probably riverdaleās resident alcoholic itās SAD but he thinks heās a rockstar so .
heās pretty much set on letting his humor and looks get him through life so stay tuned for THAT Rude Awakening
22 with the mindset of a 16 year old !
HE ACTUALLY DOES have a real personality under all of the jokes and bad pick-up lines tho i promise. all he wants is to find a place to belong and something to do with his life besides waste away on his dadās couch. within the past few years, heās somehow SOMEWAY found it in Riverdale
TBH i dont have him all figured out yet but with time a trashcan does become a dumpster xx
he loves sex...talking about it..doing it.. heās...pathetic. piss poor.
Fun Fact: he lost his virginity to veronicaās bra...he replays the memory everytime he closes his eyes at nite
like this or im me if you wanna plot some good shit i havenāt been in a group rp in decades but im here n hot n ready
today when my coworker went to lunch i saidĀ āmunch munch itās time for lunchā and the assistant manager was likeĀ ācarson do u ever.. think before u say things like that never do that againā
