Day 6- Bookstore AU: Ahsoka + Riyo Chuchi
Ahsoka sighed as she glanced through each row of the shelves. But it didn't matter how many times she went through them, none of the books seemed to be a good present for her father.
Turning the corner with low hopes, Ahsoka was happy to see a familiar face in the aisle.
"Riyo!" she called out quietly.
The other girl turned and waved. "Hello, Ahsoka!"
Releived that something good had happened, Ahsoka walked over to stand by her friend. "It's good to see you!" Ahsoka smiled.
"Quite a pleasant surprise," the other girl responded. "What are you doing here anyway?"
Ahsoka sighed and her frown returned. "Trying to find a book for my dad. I doubt I'll have much luck in this aisle though."
"No probably not," Riyo chuckled. "Professor Kenobi isn't one for politics. I, on the other hand," she said with a breath. "Am." She took a book off the shelf. "This one looks promising."
Ahsoka shook her head. "If you say so. I don't think I'll ever understand politics. But, do you think you could help me find a book for Dad?"
Riyo nodded. "Of course! I found my one book, so I'm done."
Ahsoka smiled. "Great! So, any thoughts?"
"Well," Riyo said slowly, crossing her arms. "I know he doesn't mind the more fantastical, but he also has a liking for history."
"So long as it isn't political," Ahsoka muttered.
"Yes…But he has a fair number of history books."
"At home and in his office," Ahsoka groaned. "Let's find him a relaxing read."
"Fantasy it is then," Riyo grinned. "Someone was talking about a book in class the other day he sounded interested in. Maybe they have it!"
"It's a good a lead as any!" Ahsoka shrugged. "Let's go!"