A bookstore, a quiet one where everyone could afford the books placed on the shelves,books that were written by someone lacking talent, good publicist and money. How unfortunate. The titles reminded him of movies that his family would have never financed, movies that were forbidden to watch - they were affecting his intelligence and yet he knew that it was a place where he might find the infamous Donna. The writers were always look for treasures where they didn’t belong. What he heard for her was that she had tried to hurt Veronica Lodge, the only weakness he had found in Riverdale and who was he to deny a rival? Especially one that he might disarm for the common good? As usual, he was wearing an Armani suit, his significant smirk and confidence. His eyes roamed over the book she was holding, a familiar title that he could discuss. His fingers slowly curled around another book, something more realistic as he pretended to read through the pages and then looked at her books again. “ I wouldn’t recommend it unless you’d like to lose a day of your life. Books usually introduce her to magnificent worlds but that one.. it’s an offense to whomever calls themselves a writer.”
@wickedtcwns for Donna
