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maskormenacelogs2018-03-11 06:35 pm
couldbebeautiful) wrote in maskormenacelogs2018-03-11 06:35 pm
honey, whatcha waiting for?
WHO: Veronica Sawyer and Reggie Mantle
WHERE: Reggie's place in Heropa
WHEN: the morning after this. (link contains sexual content.)
WHAT: the afterglow.
WARNINGS: discussions and references to sex (though there's nothing of the act itself), underage drinking, past trauma, past unhealthy relationships. it's Riverdale and Heathers.
[It's Veronica who wakes up first.
She doesn't wake up screaming, thankfully, but only just rouses from a dream of Sherwood, a dream of what might've been if things had turned out differently. If Veronica'd stepped into another bathroom, that day, when the Heathers had gotten caught by Mrs. Fleming. If she'd never looked twice at JD. If, if, if—none of it matters, because it all slips away the second she wakes up in a bed that's not her own.
She blinks at first, blearily surprised, before the events of last night crash into her brain again. Oh. Oh, right. She'd said yes to Reggie's offer to fuck, didn't she.
...ah, fuck.
She slips out of the bed. Most of her clothes are, sadly, beyond salvaging, save for the blue leather jacket and skirt lying somewhere in a sad little heap, and the jacket she drapes carefully over a chair. She grabs a spare shirt from Reggie's closet, buttons it up as best as she can, pulls on last night's skirt. Then she steps out, pets Moose, and heads for the kitchen.
She's still there when Reggie wakes up, waiting for the toast to pop up, drinking water from a tall glass.]
Where do you keep your coffee? [is the first thing she says to him in the morning.] Do you even have coffee?
WHERE: Reggie's place in Heropa
WHEN: the morning after this. (link contains sexual content.)
WHAT: the afterglow.
WARNINGS: discussions and references to sex (though there's nothing of the act itself), underage drinking, past trauma, past unhealthy relationships. it's Riverdale and Heathers.
[It's Veronica who wakes up first.
She doesn't wake up screaming, thankfully, but only just rouses from a dream of Sherwood, a dream of what might've been if things had turned out differently. If Veronica'd stepped into another bathroom, that day, when the Heathers had gotten caught by Mrs. Fleming. If she'd never looked twice at JD. If, if, if—none of it matters, because it all slips away the second she wakes up in a bed that's not her own.
She blinks at first, blearily surprised, before the events of last night crash into her brain again. Oh. Oh, right. She'd said yes to Reggie's offer to fuck, didn't she.
...ah, fuck.
She slips out of the bed. Most of her clothes are, sadly, beyond salvaging, save for the blue leather jacket and skirt lying somewhere in a sad little heap, and the jacket she drapes carefully over a chair. She grabs a spare shirt from Reggie's closet, buttons it up as best as she can, pulls on last night's skirt. Then she steps out, pets Moose, and heads for the kitchen.
She's still there when Reggie wakes up, waiting for the toast to pop up, drinking water from a tall glass.]
Where do you keep your coffee? [is the first thing she says to him in the morning.] Do you even have coffee?