ɢɪʀʟ, 𝘏𝘜𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙.

violetta took a drag from her cigarette before wiping down the crystal ball in the center of the table in front of her. the smoke that escaped her lips tried its best to cover every inch of the air in front of her as she arranged the cluttered table, filled with cards, gems, crystals, rocks, candles and small rags. she would usually stay late at her psychic shop, using her talents on mortals who paid a pretty penny to find out their fate. she didn’t love her job, but it worked. plus, there wasn’t anything else better for her to do in this crappy town anyways. it was always quiet in this tiny hole-in-the-wall business, where she provided readings and sold collectible nic nacs. she didn’t usually spend her time here alone, but actually quite enjoyed it. and for some reason, she felt that being here  on this lonely night would clear her foggy mind. violetta was organizing her stuff nicely on a table nearby so it would be faster to put away once she was ready to call it quits, when the bell to the front door rang as someone opened it. as she turned around to see who it was, she tipped over an antique vase. luckily, it was saved by a familiar figure. “thanks,” she gave the other a small smile, putting out her cigarette. she took the vase and gently placed it back on the table, dusting it off with a near by rag. “what brings you over here?” she asked, keeping her gaze fixed on her vase. “i don’t usually get customers this late,” she joked sarcastically.  

“I know some people have those really cliché holiday traditions but my parents making Christmas cruises a tradition when I was little has to be the best idea in the world. I love being on a cruise ship or in a tropical destination for the holidays. It is so much better than being in Riverdale.”

‘Why, of course..you can have my autograph. ’

“I was out here….looking for uh -” In the midst of the woods, Gigi tried to come up with a quick lie that would get her out of trouble, out of having someone so curious to know what she was really up to. “inspiration.” The woman chimed in, taking out her phone and snapping a quick photo. “I took an art class as an extra curricular, isn’t that somethin’?” Clearly, Gigi was up to no good, lurking around the woods in her curious, crime loving state of mind. 

                “  i  KIND  OF  just  spiked  the  ball  into  my  setter’s  face  a  few  minutes  ago  ,  and  i’m  not  saying  that  you’ll  have  my  love  and  affection  if  you  hide  me  from  his  wrath  ,  but  you’ll  get  a  shake  from  POP’S  TOO  .   pretty  please  ,  with  a  cherry  on  top  ,  sweets  ? “

the blood around her wound was drying — making her task easier, and all the more painful. with a wince, priyanka pressed the alcohol soaked swab into the cut just a little deeper; hissing as a result. ( for all she liked to pretend, she wasn’t invincible. she wasn’t able to see everything coming her way. best evidenced by the cut through her brow she now sported — a lucky fucking shot. she repaid the bitch in kind. )

“motherfucker.” priyanka cursed, eyes screwing shut. blindly, she reached for the clean swabs — wetting them, attempting to clear away some of the dried blood. ideally, she wouldn’t be doing this in the bathroom at pop’s, but. anywhere in ghoulie territory invited questions she didn’t want to answer. “last time i ever bother with anyone, i swear.”

      she’s familiar with the other woman  ;   who in the ghoulies wouldn’t be ?   who priyanka used to date  ,   her work in the gang   -   and to make it  more personal  ,   her  cousin’s  ex girl  .   there was no use  PRETENDING  to not see the other rush to the bathroom  ,   and jane excuses herself from her current date  .  

fangs would recognize the woman that chimes in from a mile away: a certain ( ex ) serpent’s beloved, and a princess in more ways than he can count. she’s propped against the building like she owns it, but fangs doesn’t really want to question if it is. chances are, it might be. northsiders had all the luxury without the fuss.

“ so they say. “

his response hardly comes off as cold, fangs lost in thought as he carelessly plucks the lollipop from her waving hand. there’s a friendliness there that shouldn’t exist, but could one really fault her for being born into this? choices are choices, however, and ignoring that would be foolish. he doesn’t do much to the lollipop beyond take it, eyeing it carefully until he hands it back to avoid her dismay.

“ guess college kids don’t have much taste. “

        blue eyes will light up with  amusement  ,   lips curling into a playful grin  .   she remembered the days of dating nate when he was back in the serpents  ;   and fangs was  certainly  someone she didn’t  HATE  back then  ,   to say the very least  .  

                  “  but blackpink’s better  .  ”  

         girl pouts as the candy  is taken from her  ,   almost as if she’s a child  .   honestly  ,   she should grow up one of these days  ;   but then again  ,   it was simply  so easy  for her to pout her way into things  .   she says it as if she were the  FINAL STATEMENT  in everything blackpink    (  she’s not  )   -  because that’s how jane is  .   she grins when he hands it back  ,   candy popping back into her mouth  .  

                         LIGHT  EYES  BLINK   slowly  ,  mind  processing  the  girl  before  her  .  “  uh            trashy  romance  really  ,  nothing  better  for  light  reading  .  ”  the  apples  of  her  cheeks  turning  a  bright  colour  against  pale  skin  .   “ &  i  like  your  name  ,  it’s  perfect  the  way  it  is  .  ”  &  it’ was  ,  there  was  no  need  to  shorten  it  or  anything  ,  it  was  simple  &  sounded  so  sweet  .  just  like  it’s  owner  ,  she  thinks  with  a  smile  .  “         sometimes  ,  home  is  a  little  crowded  ,  plus  they  have  the  best  milkshakes  !  ”

Penny rested, tucked away in the back corner at Pops. Even with the mess her life was currently in she never lost sight of her work. Her actual career. A few case files thrown about the table amongst the plate of burger scraps and cold fries she rattled her brain, looking for the loophole to blow this case wide open. Feeling eyes on her she let out an annoyed sigh only she could hear before taking in a deep breath. “yes?” She asked in an erie sing songy tone, her eyes not looking up from the manila folder in hand.

                       SHE  IMMEDIATELY  FEELS  bad  ,  locked  away  in  her  little  world  was  often  the  case  whenever  she  opened  a  new  book  &  couldn’t  seem  to  put  it  down  .  “  still       i  am  so  sorry  !  i  just  get  so  stuck  in  it  ,  that  i  don’t  realise  !  ”  but  hands  waved  to  gesture  the  girl  to  seat  ,  eagerly  some  would  say  &  she  couldn’t  deny  that  .  “  yes       please  !  ”  the  book  now  forgotten  as  she  absentmindedly  closes  it  &  tucks  it  away  ,  giving  the  girl  her  attention  .  “  it’s  nice  to  meet  you  ,  i’m  allie  !  ”  offering  of  her  hand  to  the  girl  ,  they  were  table  partners  now  ,  it  would  be  impolite  not  to  introduce  herself  ,  she  thinks  .  

“I know during this vacation I’m receiving soon, I am going to sleep in, binge watch movies and finally go get another tattoo,” Mickey replied. “THe benefits of being a teacher, besides teaching, of course, is you get a vacation alongside the students.”

——» it wasn’t every day that the shop was so empty. they had no customers scheduled for another hour and for some reason they didn’t even have the normal loitering serpents that liked to hang around. sure, the town was on edge but wasn’t it always? riverdale was coming closer and closer to realizing there are worse things out there than serial killer fathers and political monsters. for example: actual monsters. ‘you’d think they would be used to it by now..’ lilith thought to herself as she sanitized her station for the tenth time that hour, adjusting her nick nacks and ink bottles. as the boredom crept in, the bell over the door chimed and she turned towards the newcomer. “If you’ve never been here before, get your ID ready.”

his eyes are scrolling over the app more than once, blinking every so often to make sure he isn’t seeing shit. he’s stone cold sober, right? no doubt about that! …so what’s the explanation for what he’s reading right now?

          “ anyone know what the hell red velvet is? “

he feels a smirk crossing his face as he says it, the question barely counting for one with the way its said but he eggs on.

          “ think someone might’ve hacked sweets’ spotify account ‘cuz that’s all i’m seeing right now. “

         legs are crossed as she leans against the wall of the building  ,   jane’s always been a fan of this time of the year  .   the temperatures were at her  PEAK  comfort zone  .  

             “   aren’t they that kpop group that’s giving blackpink a run for their money ?  ”  

        there’s a lollipop in her mouth  ,   but she takes it out to continue her sentence  .  

“Back the fuck off!”