The park. Peeta hadn't thought of the park, why hadn't he? Chloe sent him a message to let him know where Prim was and he'd been on his way to meet Natasha. He couldn't have been far from her by now, but when the text alert went of, he stopped dead in his tracks, fumbling with the phone in his rush to check it. He sent a couple of texts back and took off.
Once he'd reached the park, it hadn't taken terribly long to locate her. Prim was sitting against a tree, alone. Chloe had been right, she was just...sitting there. "Prim," he said, torn between being furious with her and the wave of relief that washed over him at the sight of her safe and sound. His jaw set with frustration all the same as he approached her.
"Dammit, Prim...you scared me to death, why didn't you answer?" he snapped, knitting his brow before dropping heavily down beside her. "Everyone's looking for you. I thought something bad happened; you always let us know where you are."