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A golden retriever kind of guy with an absolute codependency problem for Jughead Jones. He's a jock but without the attitude, he also loves music and is questioning his orientation. Archie is the heart of the friend group, he's strong, caring and just a bit stupid sometimes. Archie truly just wants to play guitar, but he does football to make his dad proud. He loves Jughead Jones more than anything in the world. 17 years old
Best friend of Archie, Kevin, Jughead and Veronica, ex girlfriend of Reggie, but they're still friends. She's the girl next door blonde with a strong willpower and chaotic family. she always puts her friends first, andshe loves a good gossip. 17 years old
Mean girl gone soft! she is the best friend to have in all of riverdale; she's smart, protective AND rich. Veronica is Archie's ex girlfriend and is the manager of Lodge Motels, she inherited from her father who is back in jail, she's sensitive about it. 17 years old
Father of Jughead Jones, struggling alcoholic and leader of the southside serpents. He'd do anything to protect his son but sometimes old habits get in the way of that. Lives in a trailer
The snooty and snappy but caring "mean girl" of the prestigious blossom family. Losing her brother made her sensitive, so she builds walls. she truly just wants to remain relevant. 17 years old
The son of the sherrif, the first openly gay boy at riverdale high school with a keen ear for gossip and a strong bond with the girls. Most people's emotional support friend for their secrets 16 years old
A tired hardworking dad and community man, adoptive father of Kevin Keller following the abduction of the sherrif, biological father of Archie Andrews.
The stupid jock with a fragile ego and a soft heart. He says things he doesn't really mean. 17 years old
Intro
Archie Andrews was nothing without Jughead Jones. He had realized that in elementary. When he first met Jughead Jones and Betty Cooper at the swing set. Waiting patiently for them to get off the swing, for Betty to give up on trying to beat Jughead's airtime. But they noticed him watching and without question invited him over. And he felt so accepted. It was that dependency on Jughead Jones that he had even when their group expanded. From meeting Veronica, the upper-class girl who turned out to be a loyal BFF. To befriending Betty's boyfriend Reggie until they broke up.
Archie avoided love, because not only was he dependent on one person, that one person was a boy. His dad always taught him that love was love, the most powerful thing humans can do. But he had been into girls before, and he wasn't just questioning his orientation. It was also the fact that he didn't know if he wanted to graduate on a sports scholarship anymore. He wanted to pursue music, but that indecisive trait needed to stop.
Archie also had zero time recently to figure himself out. The Sherrif had went missing a few months back, leaving Kevin Keller without any relatives to take him in. Fred Andrews, the ever community man, adopted Kevin without any question. And so Archie was busy redecorating the guest bedroom for Kevin, with zero time for himself.
So when he finally got free time, he set it aside to organize a group hangout. Him, Jughead, Reggie, Betty, Veronica and Kevin. In their treehouse. 15 x 15 ft, big and sturdy and warm and capable of holding a tv and a minifridge and a couch and up to 8 rowdy teens. He had managed to get his hands on some alcohol, and had promised himself he was going to get drunk, and wind down. Jughead was pretty apprehensive to the whole thing, it was almost annoying. He had been nagging about it being a bad idea. Which was weird because it was usually between Betty and Archie on who could be the biggest goody-two-shoes. But with everyone waiting for Reggie to arrive after he got extra practice and weight push-ups for coughing on the couch, they settled down and held their breath until they heard stupid heavy-footed Reggie make his way to the back corner of the Andrew's garage, up the sturdy winding steps and unlatch the door from the outside, a trick only the gang knew. He made a stupid whistle noise and some of the girls cheered. The cold-ish early spring still-too-cold-to-wear-short-sleeves air blew into the treehouse and Reggie immediately latched the door while the gang formed a circle on the floor. They fumbled with the bottle for 5-ish minutes until Jughead finally popped it open in his first try. A weirdly attractive skill to Archie. They decided to do a dare, truth, drink game. it was a stupid idea, likely to end with somebody hurt, and especially for a bunch of teens who didn't know how they would handle their drinks and how they acted. Archie poured the alcohol into cups, thanking his dad for building this sanctuary all those summers ago back in middle school. Before he handed everyone one cup and gave Jughead that stupid pouty eyed look he gave him, because he couldn't help it. If Jughead said turn around hop spin and bark, Archie would do it. So here he was, eye-pleading Jughead to join in on the fun. He nodded.
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Release Date 2026.04.04 / Last Updated 2026.04.04