[ cheryl isn't really used to another taking care of her, let alone simply asking her if she was alright. more often than not, she took it as a means of weakness, allowing others to see how she's withered, how everything that's happened within her family, now plastered across headlines of riverdale's news, has gotten to her. losing jason was only the beginning.
everything had only gotten worse.
it's a different sort of feeling, being in his home, small feet carrying her across wooden floorboards toward the quaint kitchen. nothing was more than it needed to be, not overly furnished or played up with unnecessary, untouched decor. it was lived in, a totem of wholeness. a blink, and she's cast from her daze while she gathers their shakes and take out bag, bringing it back to the slow-kindle of a fire illuminating the family room.
a petite smile hints at her lips. ] Pretty sure burgers and milkshakes isn't the best of food groups, either, but it's been far too long.
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everything had only gotten worse.
it's a different sort of feeling, being in his home, small feet carrying her across wooden floorboards toward the quaint kitchen. nothing was more than it needed to be, not overly furnished or played up with unnecessary, untouched decor. it was lived in, a totem of wholeness. a blink, and she's cast from her daze while she gathers their shakes and take out bag, bringing it back to the slow-kindle of a fire illuminating the family room.
a petite smile hints at her lips. ] Pretty sure burgers and milkshakes isn't the best of food groups, either, but it's been far too long.