who: rowan @nothingnowheres where: farmer's market
It had been nearly six years since Oscar had last seen Rowan, and while he had thought of her every day, and dreamed of their reunion, the prospect of it all still turned his stomach into knots. Six years was a long time to miss someone. It was an even longer time to hate someone. It took everything in him to remain carefully neutral about their upcoming time together, but a little part of Oscar hoped that they could get back to the place they'd once been even if they could never be those people again, and hopefully, exploring the farmer's market would take the pressure off of this momentous occasion.
"Thank you for agreeing to meet me," Oscar greeted. Was he supposed to hug her? Shake her hand? Stand three feet away and nod? A decade ago, this would have felt like second nature, but now, with the time and memories between them, Rowan felt more like a stranger than a daughter. "It's good to see you. How've you been?"
