"How much for this?"
"One-fifty."
Two credits hit the countered and bounced twice before settling — clinking and clattering against the durasteel counter with that ever-so-distinctive sound. With a thumb and a finger, Reikki swiped the postcard she'd just purchased up from the counter and into...
She was so happy in a place like this. Books upon shelves upon shelves upon shelves of adventures, philosophies, horrors, romances, and every little other thing in between. Though this wasn't a particularly large library, they had quite the selection, and Reikki was very pleased that her...
theme
The shop smelled like dust, coffee, and old leather. Bookshelves were lined up throughout, mostly parallel but oftentimes not quite. There was a little coffee corner in the front with just a skinny counter, three tables, and a singular espresso machine to its name. Opposite was another...
Reikki finished detailing the last few days in her diary, jumping around from topic to topic and scratching out the occasional word to replace it with something else. She could hear the navigation up in the cockpit beeping, indicating that they would be dropping out of hyperspace soon, so she...