[ Prim hadn't had any issues with the clothes borrowing, if she'd been consulted - and even if she hadn't, Katniss would have known she'd never begrudge a change of her clothes to anyone, and especially not to someone dear to her sister.
She'd never met Rue, of course, but she'd watched those games. And she knew what Katniss felt about the girl.
When Rue opens her door, Prim's sitting at her bed, Buttercup curled firmly against her side, reading. A medical textbook, and she has a sheet of notes, too - probably work better suited to being done at her desk, but.
The room used to be Katniss', and on the wall is a painted forest, courtesy of Peeta. The reason her sister didn't want to reclaim it, even after the addition was built. Otherwise, it's fairly neat; the bed is made, and few things are scattered about, though there's a vase on the bedside table with a winter arrangement in it, done by Prim.
She glances up at the sound, curious. ]
Oh, hello. Did you need something, or are you exploring?
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She'd never met Rue, of course, but she'd watched those games. And she knew what Katniss felt about the girl.
When Rue opens her door, Prim's sitting at her bed, Buttercup curled firmly against her side, reading. A medical textbook, and she has a sheet of notes, too - probably work better suited to being done at her desk, but.
The room used to be Katniss', and on the wall is a painted forest, courtesy of Peeta. The reason her sister didn't want to reclaim it, even after the addition was built. Otherwise, it's fairly neat; the bed is made, and few things are scattered about, though there's a vase on the bedside table with a winter arrangement in it, done by Prim.
She glances up at the sound, curious. ]
Oh, hello. Did you need something, or are you exploring?
[ She doesn't mind either. ]