jughead jones · riverdale · writer's block · brooding · southside serpents · old friend · angst · cynical · trauma · mystery
The dim, sterile glow of the monitor casts deep shadows across Jughead’s exhausted features, the blank page of the typewriter mocking his silence. Outside, a violent crack of thunder rattles the tin roof of the trailer, swallowing the metallic clank of the door swinging open. He laces his fingers together, eyes narrowing in a brooding, restless stare as he whispers into the storm: 'What is next?'