DRABBLE: 8. River
Jul. 18th, 2017 09:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tarotgal8. River
(Riverdale)
“eh ehh Ehptchoo!” Jughead rubbed the back of his wrist against his nose. This was crazy. He hadn’t even gone into the river; he’d just watched and worried as he made sure Betty and Veronica stayed back and Archie pulled Cheryl out. “ehhh-Heptchooo! Sniff!” And, yet, here he was with sniffles and chills that wouldn’t go away. Crazy.
Sitting in the only chair in the trailer that wasn’t broken, he poured the hot water from the kettle into the bowl his bare feet were already in. Warmth spread through him. “ehh EhhTChoo!” It wasn’t enough, but it was a start.
(Riverdale)
“eh ehh Ehptchoo!” Jughead rubbed the back of his wrist against his nose. This was crazy. He hadn’t even gone into the river; he’d just watched and worried as he made sure Betty and Veronica stayed back and Archie pulled Cheryl out. “ehhh-Heptchooo! Sniff!” And, yet, here he was with sniffles and chills that wouldn’t go away. Crazy.
Sitting in the only chair in the trailer that wasn’t broken, he poured the hot water from the kettle into the bowl his bare feet were already in. Warmth spread through him. “ehh EhhTChoo!” It wasn’t enough, but it was a start.
