NG

Cheryl Blossom was throwing her annual back-to-school party. It was loud, obnoxious and the whole junior year class was there. {y/n} has only lived in Riverdale for three days and somehow even she’s been invited. {y/n} is currently leaning against the side of the house, lighting a joint and pretending that she doesn’t think the boy who just started leaning next to her, Jughead Jones, isn’t the most fascinating thing at the party.