SWEAT IS DRIPPING DOWN HER neck, the sweet, sinful heat of a riverdale summer pulling every last drop of energy from betty cooper as it could. it signals the end, she thinks - the only matter of the question is WHAT ? what will end ? blue eyes glance over to the newest girl in town, her favorite girl in town ( do not tell polly ), and it's far too soon for something to end just like that. after all, they are preparing to chase jughead jones across america, aren't they ? maybe it's SWEET, SWEET, ARCHIE. the boy next door, who she'd play girl in love around - and betty would be lying if it didn't root in something true. still, he had a weak heart ( he wasn't down with hunting jughead down ) and veronica was always down for a girl's trip. even if it included guns and daggers. and then there's poor juggie, who really never did ask for the two of them to be after him. " ron ... am i a bad person ? " she asks, sliding into the seat next to the raven haired girl, twisting the key to begin the ignitition of the car. betty supposes she just may be better off asking someone else, veronica lodge isn't exactly known for her morals in the town of riverdale, but she is one of betty's best friend. coming with her to hunt down another one of her friends. god, this sounds FUCKED UP without the context, doesn't it ? girl frowns, the soft croon of taylor swift's folklore album softly filling the rest of the space in the car, whatever the ac does not cover. " i mean, it's not like i'm gonna kill him ! archie already made me promise not to. " not without talking to him, at least; not without trying to find a solution to ... whatever fucked up situation they've all gotten themselves into.