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Archibald "Archie" Andrews ([personal profile] songwrite) wrote in [personal profile] bragnificent 2017-07-03 12:29 pm (UTC)

[Is it good? One of the many questions Archie has been struggling with for literally two weeks, and even after all that time he's no closer to coming up with an actual answer.

Because, yes. Right? But also... definitely no.

But yes, because clearly—obviously—surely that's proof that Reggie hadn't meant to do it. If it's good, right? And that weird churning disappointment flopping around in Archie's belly is just too much carbonated alcohol threatening to make a return trip through his mouth.

Which is in the middle of opening and closing as he tries to figure out which of the many questions (or vaguely questioning statements) he's being asked he should answer, and what the answers even are to any of them, eventually plucking out the last by simple virtue of it being the easiest.]
Just what was in the fridge. [So, like, a lot... because when there's enough alcohol in the system, it doesn't matter who you're attracted to, right? Nothing's weird when you're drunk.

Certainly none of what had gone on at the party had felt weird, except being left stranded in the hallway with his costume entirely undone and all of the skin that Reggie had touched on fire in his wake.]
And all that just, happened. [All the action. Again, very clear, Archie.]

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