serpent ♔ juliet

Betty hadn't anticipated Jughead being asleep, but then again, she hadn't expected to get drunk in the first place. Betty Cooper didn't drink, and if she did, it was usually limited to casual, polite sips in social settings to keep from drawing attention to herself. But that didn't include mainlining shots of tequila and whatever else she'd been offered in red solo cups in what was indeed a magnificent party hosted by the remaining Southside Serpents at their encampment.

She'd been having too much fun, learning, and playing drinking games that Fangs and the others were teaching her to notice that Jughead had left at all. Had he said goodbye, and she wasn't able to remember in her drunken haze? Based on the way everything seemed to be spinning now, she figured as much. Her stomach was beginning to feel unsettled, and she'd been lucky enough to find her way to the right trailer on her own before starting to throw rocks at the window she hoped was Jug's bedroom.

He looked half asleep when he appeared, turning on the bedside lamp and stifling a yawn. He combed through messy bedhead with his fingers before slipping his beanie firmly into place and surprised to see the familiar ponytailed blonde on the other side of the window as he slid it open. Seeing the curls of his hair sticking out from under the haphazardly placed beanie, Betty was reduced to girlish giggles, barely even able to hold herself standing upright. He asked why she was there instead of home safely tucked away in her own bedroom. "I..drink, no, drank too much." She hiccuped, quickly covering her mouth as she swallowed. "I'm too drunk to find my house." She announced with a pointed index finger as if proclaiming some crowning achievement. Without so much as waiting for a response, Betty as already gripping the windowsill and instead unceremoniously trying to climb through his window with what little coordination she had control over. "I sleep here?