AFTER-ICE-CREAM-PARTY

[pecker]

[Boy everyone is so bloodthirsty tonight. And now a kid is dead and another is gonna execute. Do y'all need some baskin robbins, because it seems like you do!!! So before everyone can leave, Niwatori raises her voice louder than it's gone before now to draw a little attention, and then deflates immediately when she actually gets it.]

Excuse me, please! U-um... this case was really hard, and I think we could all use some time to cool our heads before we finally go back. So... ice cream? Who's with me?

[she'll lead the pack there and anyone else can go home or to visit Clarisse on the set of Orange is the new Black.

Niwa's not that good of a host though, she just gets her own ice cream and lets everyone serve themselves. Who is she to limit your freedom. (Someone who doesn't want to be partly responsible for a Millium Monstrosity, that's who.)]

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[unfashionably]

[ That's another voice he didn't expect to hear. At first, all he can do is stiffly return the greeting. ] Hey.

[ It's only after he speaks that he freezes. It doesn't have to be like this, does it? Not for him and not for anyone else either. With one exhale his shoulders lower and some of the tension starts leaving his body. Right, he can do this. ] Before you say anything else... I'm sorry about today. All of it. The things Clarisse and I were saying to each other around you? You didn't deserve to be in the middle of that.

[burgerprince]

[Jughead, in all honesty, wasn't expecting an apology from Sting at all. He's taken aback for a moment; he was just accusing him of trying to set up a frame job, after all.

Instinctively, he shrugs.]

Whatever. [The tone is less dismissive, and more another way to say 'it's fine'.] What's a murder trial without a little yelling, right?