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Finally. A day to herself! A whole house to kick back, eat what she wanted, watch what she wanted, listen to music as loud as she wanted... Days like this had become even more rare than before, what with the Smith/Cooper house now the Smith/Cooper/Jones property. Family everywhere you looked, quite literally under your feet all the time. And to make matters better, Jug was due home at the end of the day. The two could enjoy each others company without being mindful of who was across the hall. 

She practically skipped down the stairs, socked feet making no noise at all. It was 11:13am and she was still in her pj shorts and cami! What with Alice not there to judge, she was taking her time to get up, get dressed and ‘be productive’. “Mm, Pop-tarts for breakfast.” She mused aloud as she rummaged through the pantry, fingers locating the blue cardboard box that housed those silver foil packets of goodness. Yummy. Honestly - she was appreciating more and more, the idea of living alone. Usually, Alice would remind her she needed a healthy breakfast with slow release carbs whilst JB sat there, mouth full of the toasted pasty, wearing a shit-eating grin. Not today, mom.  “Shit!” She shrieked in short-lived surprise as she turned to see FP lurking over by the fridge, mug in hand. “I thought you were at work!” her hand fell to her chest, her heart thumping with the shock of not being home alone at all. Dammit. 

[artofbeingperfect]

She was out for Blood. There were few things that Alice kept dear to her heart and Family was at the very top of her list. She’d do most anything for the girls and her sister, who was the reason she was pulling into to Sunnyside Trailer park after dark in the first place. 

After hearing about what Gladys had done to Ruby she was enraged. If it were possible for fire to come out of her ears it would have. There was a red, hot flame burning within her and it wouldn’t extinguish until she took Gladys down to her knees and made her pay for what she had done to Ruby.

She didn’t bother to knock, no this wasn’t a pleasant visit. This was no Northside Alice Cooper, no this was South-side Alice Smith who knew how to fight and she fought dirty. Kicking the door until it broke from the weight of her boot. <

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[falices]

Happy Birthday!!!!!!! -throws confetti-

awww thank you so much!!! 🥺💘

[serpentsprincearchive]

“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”

The time was an enigma. People often used it to keep a track of their boring lives, to be aware of where they were or where they wanted to be. Time was a keeper, a guardian of the events of life and often gave them more meaning than it had to. For an event to be important, it needed date and time. The clock decided what was important enough to be marked. Every single life started with the time and ended with it, everything needed a time frame. However, time was always different. Sometimes an hour felt like a minute and sometimes a minute felt like a day, time had a way of prolonging sadness. Maybe that was the reason why he looked a bit surprised when he heard the voice of the older man, when he heard his words. Today, time was sloppy and he had no idea it was already midnight .

“ Dad, I am sorry.” He was apologizing, from the bottom of his heart. For his father was home and he wasn’t there, unlike many other days in the past he wanted to spend the day with him, have dinner and talk about his stories and what his father wanted to say. Now, he had a father and he was truly sorry for missing dinner with him. “ I was with Betty. I don’t think she is okay.” It felt as if the explanation was enough, his father was a lover and a fighter too. And like him, he loved more than one woman and Jughead was sure he knew what torture it was to see your loved ones in pain and knowing that there was nothing you can do to help. “ I would text you next time.”