I thought I was over watching teen dramas after I graduated high school, but I guess we never truly outgrow some activities. I was a dedicated watcher of The Vampire Diaries all throughout high school. I watched every episode religiously. Every week I would situate myself in front of the TV exactly at 7 pm on Thursday nights before the show switched to airing on Fridays. It was the one show I kept up with until it ended in March 2017.

After that, I thought I was done with CW shows. That teen drama that I ate up so readily was for the me of the past. Now I'm turning twenty years old in a week, but find myself still watching CW shows, specifically, Riverdale. I had managed to not watch it when it first premiered, yet my friends kept asking me to watch it. This summer, I decided to give it a chance and began watching the first season on Netflix. It was only thirteen episodes; I thought it was not much of a commitment.

Surprisingly, I was actually intrigued and, dare I say, addicted, to Riverdale. The first season had a good plot: a mix of mystery, romance, and drama. Although some of the dialogue was painfully cringey, I continued to the end of the first season because I wanted to know who killed Jason Blossom. I was willing to overlook the awful dialogue (Archie-kins! Daddykins! Please spare us Veronica.) for the murder mystery.

I dove into season two ready to see where the newest developments would lead us, but the storyline turned into a unhinged vigilante mystery. Everyone was dying left and right. It still had an element of murder mystery so I stayed since I had invested my time into two seasons, I felt compelled to continue into season three.

However, the plot took a whole detour from what season one was initially. I understand that there must be development, but suddenly there was a cult and mystical board games. Veronica ran her own speakeasy in the basement of the iconic diner. Jughead ran a gang and Archie has decided that he wants to be boxer instead of a musician (a major divisive plot point in season one). I could not believe I was still watching this show despite the outrageousness and unbelievability. I even sat through the musical episodes.

I wondered why I had subjected myself to watch all three seasons and look forward to watching season four. I think the ridiculousness of some of the plot was the right amount of suspension of disbelief I needed to relax and enjoy what had began as a good story. The cast kept me engaged, even if I complained and questioned everything that happened. I know I might be "too old" for a show like Riverdale, but I don't believe I will ever truly grow out of my love for fiction. Sometimes we just want to watch a little drama.