first ff totally in english. // voy a traducirlo muy pronto ¡por favor, a mis hablantes en español, esperenme tantitito!
One night, the eleventh of january, at 11:34 p.m, the door of Pop's restaurant opened and the little bell ringed announcing a new customer in the almost empty place, just a few older guys on the back of the restaurant, and at the bar, sitting there with his laptop opened and his third cup of coffee on the go was Jughead writing away his mind. Pop lifted his gaze to welcome whoever came to the place when he soundly gasped, alerting Jug who instantly looked back, expecting everything, and then, he saw her.
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