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07/24/2020 05:08 PM 

mad women.

serpent juliet And you'll poke that bear 'til her claws come out And you find something to wrap your noose around And there's nothing like a mad woman
mad women
The 75th Anniversary Jubilee for Riverdale had come to pass with little incident after her rather profound, if not somewhat unplanned speech in support of Jughead and FP Jones, calling for the unity and acceptance their town was in desperate need of. The events that transpired following the Jones family trailer's celebration were still fresh and vivid in Betty's mind, bringing a coy smirk to her lips even as she lifted the familiar nondescript ceramic coffee cup to her lips in one of the few populated booths at Pop Tate's.

It was early still, just barely seven o'clock in the morning. Most residents of the town Betty was so proud to call home were still asleep following the previous evening's festivities. Ever the early riser, Betty was too excited, too invigorated to sleep any longer as she thought about not just her intimate evening with Jughead but also the town's reaction after her rallying speech. Perhaps there was still hope for their Riverdale after all.

"I really think things might be different now after last night." There was newfound hope and confidence in Betty's voice as she set down her cup and looked to the occupant in the booth across from her. "Maybe Riverdale really can go back to the way it was…" There was an innocence in Betty's infectious smile as she prodded at the pancakes on her plate just as the overhead bell signaled, her bright eyes coming to rest on a hooded figure as he made his way up to the counter. Suddenly, her expression shifted to confusion as he turned his head, and Betty realized he was wearing a ski mask. And demanding Pop Tate's attention as he swept up behind the counter, a glint of silver flashing and catching her attention as he grabbed Pop Tate by the collar, nearly pulling him across the counter.

"Oh my god…" Her voice a hushed whisper of horror. "I think he's got a gun…" All her brain could do to get the words out as she tried to process the scene unfolding before her.

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