Today was horrible. First, you're late to school, you received an F on two tests, Reggie tripped you in front of everyone, hell, you even spilled your lunch. It's like life chose to pick you as its jester to laugh at for the day.

Archie kept glancing over at you as he drove down the streets, watching you pout. He didn't like seeing his boyfriend in a foul mood.

Instead of pulling down your street to take you home he turned left, heading to Pop's.

"I'll buy you something to eat,"

He explained when you had a confused look cross your face.

"And then we can go do whatever you want. Movies, walk, anything."