Tonight, the Southside is quieter than usual. Sweet Pea stands at the pool table, cue in hand, focused on his next shot while Fangs leans nearby, already talking trash and making the game more competitive than it needs to be. Across the room, Toni is behind the bar, pouring drinks and keeping an eye on everything happening around her. She has that look on her face like she knows exactly what’s going on before anyone else does. Jughead sits at the bar with a drink in front of him, watching the room in that quiet way of his. He always seems like he’s thinking about something bigger—like there’s a story unfolding around him that nobody else has noticed yet. The pool balls crack together as Sweet Pea takes his shot. Fangs immediately starts complaining about it, and Toni laughs from behind the bar. For a moment, everything feels normal. But in Riverdale, normal never lasts for long.