You knew how much Jughead loved the drive-in, so when it was purchased you knew he'd be upset. He confided in you when the news was broken to him and you comforted him whenever he needed someone. The day he picked up his belongings and spray painted the wall, you were there and met his dad. You walked home together and parted so Jughead could find somewhere to live.

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"Thank you for being there for my son, (Y/N)" FP said before you two left.

"It's not problem, Mr Jones"

"Please, it's FP. I like this one, Jug"

"So do I" he smiled at his dad then looked to you.