BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge, Saturday Morning

[wiredweird]

All of Jughead's possessions fit inside a single backpack.

He didn't mind it. At least it was crammed as full as it could be crammed, that was good enough for him. And if he could keep people from figuring out that was the case, even better. This was supposed to be a break from –– everything. Riverdale and all associated drama.

Still, when he arrived in the lounge and checked his phone, he found himself wondering whether Archie even remembered he was moving today.

Whatever.

He dropped his backpack on the floor and leaned against the wall. Good. This seemed like a decent spot to stand in while eyeing everyone else warily.

[ooc: And we have moved! Welcome to a brand new DW edition of the traditional shuttle post. WAIT FOR THE OCD. OCD up, have at! EXCEPT YOU, WHO KNOWS WHO YOU ARE.]

Comments

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[magnusrushesin]

"I... have no idea," Magnus replied with a nod. Then frowned at the delinquent comment. Because he wanted to stick up for this kids for whoever was calling them that.

Someone out there was cruisin' for a bruisin'.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[thatsweirdright]

Oh, just, you know... his dad. The Angel Grove Sheriff's Department. His previous high school's administration. No big deal.

To be fair, he'd kind of deserved it, but he was doing much better now! Which was why this whole reform school thing was getting under his skin so much.

"Maybe someone at the school will know where your friends are?" Jason suggested. Yeah, kind of a long shot, but it made about as much sense as anything else that was going on today.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[magnusrushesin]

"I will hold out hope," Magnus said with another firm nod. "Jason, my man. You keep on being cool kid with bad taste in candy."