[ while no one that he's seen has done it with Keith's brand of finesse, he's been around hooligans and gang members long enough to know how this goes. guns generally weren't brandished at Serpent gatherings, but they were common.
the bullet rolls back and forth for a moment before Jughead takes it between his own gloved fingers. he examines it, then lifts it to his mouth and tests the material with his teeth. it takes a moment of adjustment, but his teeth finally bend the alloy, then scrape off part of the bullet enough for him to chew.
it's a weird sensation—a weird, metallic taste. ]
It beats crickets.
[ and he takes off a larger chunk with more confidence this time.
it starts with his fingers first, a metallic glint, before creeping up his neck through the veins. ]
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the bullet rolls back and forth for a moment before Jughead takes it between his own gloved fingers. he examines it, then lifts it to his mouth and tests the material with his teeth. it takes a moment of adjustment, but his teeth finally bend the alloy, then scrape off part of the bullet enough for him to chew.
it's a weird sensation—a weird, metallic taste. ]
It beats crickets.
[ and he takes off a larger chunk with more confidence this time.
it starts with his fingers first, a metallic glint, before creeping up his neck through the veins. ]