It just means that we'll have plenty of good stories.
I'll share my own. When the time comes. I might not be dealing with Olympians, but Riverdale has its share of interesting drama. Sometimes it's really hard to explain that it's just a small town.
Well! Since you've already provided me with a lovely story today (sort of, by way of Hercules), here's one in return. A bunch of boys felt like they needed to brag about their entirety of their conquests. And look, these weren't conquests. These were, "I'm so desperate to win I talked to a girl in a library and said it was a hookup." Very pathetic. My BFF and I decided to turn the tables on them. To show how truly desperate they were. We walked the head of these loser boys into a trap and showed him a bad time in a hot tub with some maple syrup. (It's a Riverdale thing.) Said BFF wore Uma Thurman's wig from Pulp Fiction. It was wild. And she really got into it, like she became possessed with the ghost of a different person.
When it was all said and done, we got a lecture for our vigilantism, but I don't actually regret it. Sans Betty acting like a different person. I'd pass on that. For her sake.
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I'll share my own. When the time comes. I might not be dealing with Olympians, but Riverdale has its share of interesting drama. Sometimes it's really hard to explain that it's just a small town.
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When it was all said and done, we got a lecture for our vigilantism, but I don't actually regret it. Sans Betty acting like a different person. I'd pass on that. For her sake.
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Though I'm not sure I want to know the details of the whole maple syrup thing.
Is your friend okay now? Or I guess last you were home?
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[No, but that's Riverdale.]
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[But he understands to some degree what she might mean by that. At least in as much as he's been given.]
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