Primrose Everdeen (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} littlestduck) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} madisonvalley, |
It had been sometime since Prim had run into Briar. It wasn't purposeful, but after last week, Prim wasn't entirely sure how much socializing she wanted to do. She didn't mind seeing the grown up version of herself, but it was rather disorienting to experience. Being an adult was difficult. You had different things to worry about and feelings were somewhat varied from her teenage self. If anything, they were all a bit more controlled. Also, finding the opposite sex attractive was odd and Prim wasn't sure how to deal with any of that. It was why she'd spent most of the time at the shelter, caring for the animals there as a sort of escape from all of that.
At the question, Prim looked up from the item she'd been studying curiously, and shook her head. "Honestly? I wouldn't know. I'm not magical." Oh, there was a part of Prim that wished she was magical, but it was impossible to change that. Magic didn't exist in Panem. If it did, she was certain many things would have been different from the start. "What about you?"