|Starter For @jelbean|
Jughead stepped out onto the front porch of the trailer he shared with his father. It was still strange sight that caught him off guard every day but he didn’t want to think about getting used to it. Where there had once been trailers, were now burned husks. They had been some of the few that didn’t lose their homes but it still wasn’t safe to stay here. He slung his bag over his shoulder and walked down to his bike to head back to Archie’s house when someone caught his attention. Jellybean.
He didn’t know how to feel about being face to face with his baby sister. On the one hand, he’d always enjoyed her company and seeing her again made him happy. He was unable to stop the smile that curved the corners of his lips but deep down he had always been her protector and he didn’t want her here. Riverdale was rotting from the inside out, corrupting nearly every person that resided in it. Including him. But still he greeted her warmly, squeezing her into a bear hug. “Hey kid, what are you doing here?”