"Jughead huh?" Sweet Pea said while playing pool. "I thought you didn't like him." He hit the ball, making it go into the hole.

You and him slept together, you drank together, you hung out together all the time, you drank together. You liked Jughead, according to you, in the past. But it seems like you kissed Jughead at a party and all the feelings came back.

"You still like him, don't you?" Sweet Pea said as she leaned against the pool table, downing her glass of vodka.