[ He watches this car crash of a response, brow raised. Wow, okay. That's... that's a lot of words and a lot of feet stepping in it and it's such a goddamn relief to have this much of a disaster of an adult to look at because if this guy is somewhat functional, then Jughead doesn't have a worry in the world. Any apprehension he might've felt at the start of the conversation has all but disappeared - there's nothing to worry about. What a disaster. ]
Suit yourself. [ He catches the phone (just barely) and takes a moment to exchange numbers, putting his own contact down as Jughead. For a moment he thought of putting something else, but if Derek is going to be sniffing around moving forward then what's the point of doing any of that? ]
no subject
Suit yourself. [ He catches the phone (just barely) and takes a moment to exchange numbers, putting his own contact down as Jughead. For a moment he thought of putting something else, but if Derek is going to be sniffing around moving forward then what's the point of doing any of that? ]
Can I go to bed now? It's late.