Long time no post! I am sorry it has taken a while to update, it's exam season and I have been doing art, English, History and all of that jazz for a while. But I've updated now :)

Due to a review commenting on the spacing of my story, I have decided to adjust the writing style, so I hope this is easier for everyone

I hope you like the chapter, enjoy :3

"Miss Everdeen! Long time no see."

I step into The Mockingjay, the familiar bar fixtures and paint scheme coming into view as I release the door, allowing it to swing shut behind me. Everything looks as it had the last time I had been here, even the management. Finnick still looks his usual self, leaning against the bar top and chatting up a rather large breasted woman dressed in a tight red crop top and jeans, her long blond hair pulled back into a slick pony tail. Johanna is making her way around the tables carrying a large tray above her head filled with bottles and glasses. Her hips swaying and short silver skirt barely grazing the back of her legs. She's cursing at any man who's hand even grazed her rear.

Looking to my previous 'usual spot' at the bar for the duration of my time unemployed, I see Darius. His messy, red hair longer than the last time I had seen him, brown eyes gleaming as he smiles at me upon me noticing him. His hand waving me in the direction of where he is sitting at the bar.

I smile sheepishly, waving back at him. Weaving my way through the crowd of people to get to him. Upon reaching him, he stands up and hugs me in a tight bear hug, lifting me off of my feet. I laugh and slap his chest, smiling up at the man-child after he finally puts me down. Sighing, I sit on the bar stool closest to me, stroking along the deep oak bar and breathing in the aroma of wheat and barley, letting my eyes flutter closed. I missed it here, at home in the 'Seam'. After a minute, I sigh before opening my eyes again and smiling. Finally replying to his greeting with words.

"Darius."

"Katniss, what you drinking?"

Making a humming sound, I ponder for a moment, finally answering after a moment.

"Vodka and coke, like old times."

I add onto the end of my sentence and smiling at Darius who returns the expression. Raising his hand, he calls in his heavy Irish accent down the bar to the hansom, green eyed man still talking to the blond woman who is now leaning against the bar provocatively, her long, pink acrylic nails twisting around her strands of hair.

"Finnick! I would like a good ol' Irish Fosters for me, and a Vokda and Coke for the lovely Katniss Everdeen down this end of the bar!"

I laugh lightly rolling my eyes, that's Darius for you, always making a scene. At the sound of my name, I watch as the red haired bar man perks up a little, mumbling something to the blond along the lines of 'Sorry honey, but someone very special is a'calling' before she huffs, storming away from her position leaning against the wood.

In a matter of seconds, Finnick appears in front of where me and Darius are sitting. His black shirt unbuttoned at the top and sleeves rolled to his elbows and showing off his muscular arms. His hair is it's usual flicky, pulled back slightly state, and his signature grin graces his features.

"Miss Everdeen." He hums in his usual sensual voice, presenting me with a glass of the beverage I had ordered. Pouring Darius' from the pump beside me before sliding it along the bar to him. Leaning on the bar in a similar way he had when addressing the blond woman, his eyes gleaming slightly, he speaks to me again with a devilish grin. "Sugar cube?"

I roll my eyes once more and shake my head. I will never understand Finnick's fascination with sugar cubes. Perhaps he uses them in order to set up a chat up line, but to this day, I have never expected one- no matter how hard he's tried.

"No thank you."

He pouts, before popping the cube in his mouth. Tapping the bar before continuing.

"It has been far too long since you came to see me."

"Ah, I am sorry about that Finn, I have had work."

I reply, taking a sip of my drink and humming at the flavor. It has been a while since I have had a drink, I'm not a heavy drinker, but occasionally I like the liquid I am sipping now. As I lower my glass, Finnick begins to speak again.

"Work, ah yes!" He clicks his fingers, staring to Darius before back to me, pushing the side of my worn cardigan out of the way of the 'Mallark's Bakery' logo on the side of my sky blue polo shirt. I hadn't had time to change out of my work uniform before I came to the bar, however I never changed when I worked at my old job with Darius. Granted the attire was a little more formal, but I seemed to feel more comfortable in these clothes. I looked more comfortable than Darius at least, in his blazer, suit trousers and his neon orange tie which I had given him for his birthday last year. "That job of yours. How is the city?"

"Rowdy and crowded, but you get used to it after a while. It's quite nice at the bakery, actually."

"Well I never thought I'd see the day, Katniss Everdeen being social and enjoying it." I send Finnick a scowl which both he and Darius responds to with a laugh. Suddenly, Johanna calls down the bar for an order of a variety of beverages for a group of cheering women dressed in entirely pink. Feather boas, cowboy hats, learner driver signs. "Ah, the hen nights. I wonder if I can pull one of them, they may need a date to the wedding. Or just want some fun for the night."

"As long as it's not the bride, Finnick, I'm sure your charm will sweep them off of their feet."

Darius commented, taking a long sip from his tall glass.

"I'd do that even if it was."

"Oh Finnick!"

I grimace as he winks, before making his way down the bar to the petite, blond hair woman with wide spread brown eyes who has just hit her tray against the bar counter top. Waving at her, she returns the greeting with a salute, before slapping a rather old looking man who had just attempted to pinch her arse like a pin cushion.

Laughing slightly at the mans shocked expression, I sink further into my seat and turn to Darius. He smiles warmly at me, and I find that I have missed this man since my being sacked. His childish grin, freckles, oddly coloured ties and bashful behavior. Suddenly, looking around I realize that the usual gang I would drink with isn't here, only Darius. I frown, and look at the man before me.

"Hey, Darius."

"Hmmm?"

"Where's Purnia, Bonnie and Marcus?"

Placing his glass down, he sighs.

"Bonnie is ill, Marcus is on the night shift and my lovely Purnia is at her mothers for the weekend."

I nod slightly, taking the information in and knitting my brow together. I had been looking forward to seeing everyone again. Sighing, I brush the feeling off before looking back to Darius and trying to lighten the mood by wriggling my eye brows.

"So Darius, how is your lovely Purnia? Still keeping up with your rabbit selling Irish ways?"

He laughs slightly at my comment, shaking his head at the same time and playing with the base of his glass, which sits atop one of the coasters.

"I've missed you Katniss." He sighs. "So does everyone else on our level, I mean, apart from Cray and his now bent nose." Snickering I pull a coaster from the bar and place it on the edge. Hitting against the rim of the coaster causing it to flip, before catching it in mid air. I had done thins many times before, but now my flip and throw was rusty. We sit in a comfortable silence for a moment before Darius' voice catches my attention again. "How's Prim? I heard from Finnick what happened... Are you both okay? Have you seen her?"

His question knocks me off for a moment, but after a second I regain my composure and breath in, sitting up a little straighter. Normally, I wouldn't have this conversation with anyone, but Darius is like an older brother too me. The person who looked after me when I first joined the firm I worked for.

"I haven't for a while, but I am allowed phone calls. She's well, I'll tell her you asked about her."

"And you?"

I purse my lips for a moment, tapping my fingers against the oak top and huffing.

"I'll live. It's just odd, the only other living thing with me in that house is Prim's smashed in face cat, and he hates me... The stupid squash."

I grumble, which causes Darius to laugh heartily, being fully aware of the evil which is Buttercup, Prim's beloved 'pet'. When Prim had first met Darius and Finnick, as well as some more of my few friends, Buttercup had made it his priority to hiss at and claw them. I wanted to kick the cat so hard he would consider the consequences of annoying me again, but Prim, loving all animals no matter how 'special' (in her words) they are, refused to let me touch him. Of course, she wouldn't be aware of his devil like behavior. When Prim is around he seems to purr and act as good as an angel. You have to give the flat faced cat credit, he knows how to manipulate a little girls ugly cat loving heart.

"He probably misses her too."

"Yeah..."

I trail off, nodding. I want to change the subject now. I had spoken about Prim, and I now find myself missing her. I always missed her, but when she was mentioned or brought up, I find myself missing her more. Work seems to distract me most the time, but I'm not working now.

I put my hand against the pin I had bought her, and then she had given too me. I smile sadly at her wise words, saying I can return her pin when I get her back and we are a family again. Darius seems to notice this, as he abruptly changes the topic. To one, I must admit, I wasn't expecting.

"So, Miss Everdeen, have any city boys caught you eye?"

Feeling a ferocious blush creep up my neck and to my checks, I cough slightly at his question. Question as to why I seem so uncomfortable about this questions. Darius simply smirks evilly at my response, taking this opportunity to get me back for my early teasing.

"Oh! Katniss, have someone on your mind, do we?"

And we saw Darius again, yaay!

I wont promise a speedy update, but I can say I will try my hardest too update, sorry it took so long :\

Like last time, have a nice week people and it is warm... again, in England (Just to clarify, it went from warm, to cold, to rainy, to warm again...)

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