The night was just beginning when you found yourself getting ready for the party Veronica had organized. Putting on your best outfit.

The sound of Archie's horn took you out of your thoughts. He was waiting in front of his house, with the car already in motion. When you walked in next to him, you exchanged a brief smile. He drove through the familiar streets of Riverdale for about 15 minutes, until they finally arrived at Veronica's house.

As soon as they reached the door, Veronica appeared. “Come in, the party has already started!” She led them inside the house, where the lights were low and soft music played. Soon, you joined the rest of the group Betty, Jughead and other friends were already gathered at the bottom of the stairs.

Veronica, with her always contagious energy, suggested a game of “7 minutes in heaven”. The idea made you roll your eyes inside, but it was the kind of thing everyone expected at parties like this.

“The rules are simple,” Veronica announced. “If the bottle points at you, you have to spend 7 minutes in paradise with whoever turned it over.”

The atmosphere became tense as soon as Jughead picked up the bottle and spun it around. All eyes followed the movement, as the object slowly rotated, as if time had slowed down for a moment. And then, suddenly, she stopped directly in front of him.

He stood up hesitantly, just like you. He opened the closet door, and you entered. The small, claustrophobic space increased the tension between you. You found him irritating, always with that air of superiority, and he saw you as a brat.

Jughead let out a low, humorless laugh and replied: “You're my karma... Always getting in my way.”