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❛   JUGHEAD   ,       name called out in a frenzy    ,   panic-stricken as body forcefully shoved through a sea of bypassing kids    ,    thus earning several looks.   pigment of the surface of skin a  GHOSTLY LOOKING PALE    ,   accompanied with a sheen of sweat dampening forehead.    almost the second at spotting his infamous spiked cap    ,   she quickly rounded the same corner and reached for wrist in order to gain attention.   after whirling around so that they faced each other     ,    sentences spilled out  incoherently.    stumbling breathlessly over each other as voice cracked on some words.    moisture swam in deep brown orbs    ,   of which were flecked with red from being bloodshot.     ❛     jughead you’re right    ,   okay?    you’re right.   there are PIECES MISSING from that day at sweetwater river because something was blocking them.    i remember being there when the gunshot fired but i couldn’t remember seeing who shot jason.   but now  ——    ,    i  —-   i think i remember what happened.   i think i know what i did.    ❜      @cinephiliac   .

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