[Granted, Archie doesn't have much of a poker face in general, but in his current state he can't even make an attempt. Something vaguely hurt and kicked-puppy-like settles into the lines of his expression.] Oh. [It's not like he actually expected Reggie to care, but also like, apparently he had a little bit? Because the casual dismissal really smarts. He feels stupid, which is usual, but how monumentally bad an idea it was to kick in Reggie's door and demand they talk about the almost-blowjob in the middle of the night just because he can't stop thinking about it finally starts to sink in. (And now he can't even drunk dial his dad, which is honestly the worst!)
He pulls away from the door frame with a jerk, trying to salvage the dignity he absolutely does not possess while this sloppy drunk.] Well. Well, good, then. [Excellent, u did it Archie.]
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He pulls away from the door frame with a jerk, trying to salvage the dignity he absolutely does not possess while this sloppy drunk.] Well. Well, good, then. [Excellent, u did it Archie.]