Collateral Damage ▻ Riverdale [1]

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THE BEGINNING
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
June 19, 2017

     Queenie walked into Pop's beside FP and the two made their way towards an empty booth. On the way there, she shared quick glances with Cheryl, who was sitting at one booth with her friends.

     The father-daughter duo took a seat at a booth on the far right of the diner. Pop Tate came over soon after, ready to take their orders.

"Hello, what can you two?" Pop asked with the two with a smile.

"I'll get my usual, Pop." FP told him before looking over at Queenie, "Queenie, what are you getting?"

     Queenie was quiet for a moment before speaking up, "I'll just get what he's getting, minus the orange freeze. I'll have a vanilla milkshake instead."

  Pop nodded then left to go put in their orders. FP gave his daughter a questioning look as she looked down at the table in front of her, "I thought you hated fried chicken and onion rings." He commented and Queenie kept looking down at the table.

  "I guess I'll be liking a lot of things that I don't usually like now." She mumbled under her breath.

   "What was that?" He asked her, not quite understanding what she had said.

    "Oh, nothing." She answered quietly.

      FP sighed, hating the silence between the two. Usually Queenie would be talking his ear off, not that he would mind seeing as she seemed to be the only family member that actual acknowledged his existence, "What's going on with you, Queenie? You've barely said twenty words to me since we arrived." FP complained and Queenie finally decided to look up at him.

  "What do you want to talk about, then? Huh?" She spoke up with slight attitude.

    "How are you doing? You've barely been at the Wyrm this past month, you gotta a new hang out now or something?" He asked her and Queenie couldn't help but smile.

Queenie wanted to talk to her father as less as possible lately, seeing as she was going to be leaving in about three weeks, but she couldn't help but miss talking to her father and hanging out with him. After all, she was a daddy's girl.

"Malachi got out of jail, try to corner me on the street." She explained and FP could already tell how it ended by the look on her face.

  "You kick his ass?" He asked smiling at her.

     "Of course I did," She gloated, "Him and his little buddy."