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CHAPTER 3 - RAMBLING

Prim gave a small laugh of disbelief as she quickly made her way around the counter to meet him in a tight hug. Not only had Rory gotten taller, she noticed he had also gotten a lot stronger. He lifted her off her feet with ease, which admittedly was very easy to do, but she could feel the strength in his arms as he did so. She felt so small in his embrace.

When he finally put her down, Prim could hardly contain her excitement. She had so many questions. Instead of asking them one by one over time, of course, she asked them all at once. "What are you doing here?" She exclaimed, practically bouncing on the spot. "I haven't seen you in years! How's your mom? How's Vick? Posy? Gale? When did you..."

Rory laughed as she asked question after question after question. "Prim..." He started, chuckling as he motioned for her to calm down a little with his hands.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I know! I'm just so excited you're here!" She apologized, finally stopping her bombardment. Her pale blue eyes were bright with excitement and she was beaming from ear to ear. Rory was no different with a broad grin revealing his bright teeth. Now that she really looked at him, she noticed how his chin an jaw had become more defined, how his dark brown hair was in disarray and boarding on being shaggy, although short. His shoulders and chest had broadened quite a bit since they had last seen each other but he was also slim and lean at the same time. His arms were muscular from natural work, she could tell it wasn't from training, and he towered over her by at least a foot if not a little more. Prim remembered his brother Gale just then. Rory resembled him quite a bit, although Gale's face was more square, his shoulders were wider and his neck was thicker. It had been so long, so much had changed...

Primrose brought her attention back to the conversation and asked again, "What are you doing here?" She could hardly believe that he was truly standing in front of her, it felt like a dream. But the strength and warmth of his hug was not her imagination. Nor was his smell; he had a kind of woodsy aroma to him, mixed in with some kind of fresh-smelling soap or detergent, topped off with a little bit of sweat. It was actually a pretty pleasant smell, she found, and 100% not her imagination.

"I, um, we were walking home from work and I wanted to see some old faces, I guess." He answered, giving a shrug and ran a hand through his already messy hair nervously.

We? Prim's brows pulled together for a moment before she looked at the girl standing to his left. "Oh! Oh, I'm so sorry!" Her face burned up in a deep red blush, utterly embarrassed. "I just got... caught up... I-I didn't... I'm so... Anyways, hi! It's nice to meet you! I'm Prim!" She stuttered before extending her hand out to her, feeling like a total idiot.

The girl laughed before shaking her hand. "Serra, nice to meet you too." Serra replied. She was pretty, Prim noticed; her strong build was sort of something to be desired in Twelve. Since the District had always been in such rough shape and very few could afford food, many people were nothing more than skin and bones with little muscle mass at all. A hardier, sturdy girl had always been something appealing before and Serra wore it very well. Her short brown hair barely passed her chin and was light and wavy. She had a lovely smile, although a little crooked, a heart-shaped face and lightly tanned skin.

An uneasy, awkward feeling lingered in the room after they let go of each other's hands. All three of them stood in silence, unsure of what to say next Perhaps she should ask Serra about herself, Prim thought, but how could she go about it when she didn't even know who this girl was? How did she know Rory? Perhaps that would have been a good question to ask. Was she his neighbour? His coworker? His friend? His girlfriend, even?

Before things could get more uncomfortable, Serra cleared her throat to speak. "Well, I can see that you two have a lot of catching up to do. I'm just gonna head out." She gestured towards the door with her thumbs simultaneously as she backed way towards it. Rory and Prim both tried to ask her to stay but she shut them down. "You two have a good one. Rory, see you tomorrow." And with that, Serra left the bakery.

Prim gnawed on her bottom lip, feeling bad about Serra feeling the need to leave. However, as she looked back at Rory, Serra was nearly completely forgotten. "Wanna go sit down in the Dinning Room?" She asked, gesturing towards the adjoining room.

"Yeah, sure." He gave a small laugh, letting go off his nerves. Prim smiled and lead the way.