Braking Hard (Riverdale-Jughead Jones)

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I pulled my keys out for my trailer and looked up at the hand painted La Bella Vita above the door. As I pushed the door open I threw my bag over towards the closet and shrugged my jacket to the floor.

Mary said go out with friends? I thought to myself and chuckled. What friends?

I sighed and flopped onto the sofa, being careful not to hit the table and sat sideways with my knees pulled to my chest and leaning against the side of my bed.

I grabbed the remote for the TV and turned it on, but I didn't expect the theme tune for Antique Road Show to blare out. I rolled my eyes at my dad's old recordings from the UK and flicked the channel.

Once it had settled on a film channel that began playing X-Men I threw the remote back onto the other couch and climbed up to my bed.

As the adverts came on I realised it was a triple bill and hopped down.

Movie marathon.

I mean, I might skip The Last Stand because it truly sucked but the others were cool.

I grabbed a bag of popcorn and popped it in the microwave that was fitted snugly above the fridge and grabbed a couple big bags of chips and a few, 4-packs of energy drinks.

I put my stash onto my bed and poured the finished popcorn into a big bowl before climbing back up and cuddling into a blanket for my triple (double) bill of X-Men.

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I wiped my hand on my trousers and laughed to myself, I had accidently wiped oil all over my face, as I could see in the reflection of the wheel cap I had been knelt down polishing.

I leant on the table next to me to help myself stand up and chucked my wrench off to the side. As it clanged against a couple cans of oil I turned towards the door and grabbed the stool, placing it down next the car and grabbing a rag.

I stood and reached to the top of the car to polish the skylight, my knees shaking as I balanced awkwardly tip toed on the stool.

I clambered down and wiped the sweat from my forehead, dropping the rag and leaning over to rest myself on my knees.

I walked over to the office, shutting the garage door on my way past and pulling out a Tupperware box from my bag.

As I reached the office I sat down at the main desk where Mary normally sat, and opened up my lunch.

I took a bite of my chicken salad and leant my head on the desk in front of me as I swallowed. I felt Mary pat my shoulder and I groaned.

"Energy drinks do not count as having fun." She scolded.

"Hey! They aren't that bad!" I shouted, my fingers trembling slightly.

"You've been laughing at yourself and shaking all morning. How many did you have?" Gina asked as she dusted the top of the door to the rooms.

"Not many!" I protested, before looking Mary in the eyes and sighing. "About 13." I admitted.

"Holy cow Alison, you shouldn't have that many, it's not healthy!" Gina almost dropped the duster as she said it.

Mary smiled at me and pointed at my salad. "Keep eating."

So I did.

Once I have finished the salad I walked back over to the garage, waving at Garret as I passed.

I clambered up on to the stool cleaning the top again and when I had finally managed to polish it enough, I hopped into the drivers side.

"Garret! Incoming to store 3!" I turned the key and drove it over to when Garret had cleared a space, and I parked the beautiful car, before turning the engine off and hopping out, locking the door and plopping the keys in my pocket.

"Mary, I got the keys for number 17 here." I shouted over. She nodded through the propped open window and began shuffling through some papers.

I headed into the office and passed them to her, as she matched them with some paperwork and put them together in a plastic wallet, before sliding it into the 3rd drawer down in a filing cabinet behind the desk.

I headed back over to the garage, pushing out a bike that needed repairing, and sitting at the table to fill out some paperwork before starting.

Once finished with the paperwork I turned to my tools and began searching for the correct ones. As I did, I heard some steps behind me and assumed it was Janis.

"Janis, can you get me a wrench?" I asked, shuffling my tools back and forth.

"I'm not Janis."

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Here's a picture of the layout of her trailer, I asked Charlie to draw up a basic plan. I also have a pic of the bed and seating area in case it's a little confusing.

It is slightly different than the pic. There is a curtain that separates her bed from the rest of the trailer, and she has cushions and pillows the whole way around the bed so it can also be used a giant couch thing.

The table can be pushed underneath the bed and the two sofas can be pulled out to create a single bed next to the double.

There is also a TV at the end of one of the sofas so it can be watched whilst your sitting in either the seating area or on the bed.

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it and feel free to drop a vote or comment, feedback is welcome!

-Brendan C.