Betty Cooper’s Day Off
[Jughead] took off his shoes, like always. He trudged up the stairs, and when he reached Betty’s bedroom doorway, the door was wide open.
And what had he seen first? Betty’s ass.
Not her entire, bare ass, mind you. It was partly covered.
Her head was pointed away from the door, towards her TV, propped up in her hand. She was staring fixatedly on whatever was on the screen. And the volume was up loud.
Her tiny tshirt - was it a tshirt? - was riding up her stomach and her legs were bare. Her underwear was showing just the edges of her butt, but it was facing him, greeting him in the doorway.
He had to stop looking at it, because it was giving him ideas.
So he cleared his throat.