"Scott???" The name rolled off her tongue before she could come out of her shocked state.
"Stella!" The ginger head spoke up, his lips curling up in a bright smile. "I thought I won't get to see you ever again." He stood up from his seat and engulfed her in a bear hug.
"Me too." Stella was being crushed in between him arms, but still managed to reply to him.
"How are you doing?" Scott asked her, not letting her go.
"At the moment, I am having a hard time breathing. You are crushing me, Scott." Stella mumbled.
"Oh! I am sorry." He replied, letting her go. "Got carried away their for a minute." He gave her a cheeky smile.
"It's alright! I am used to it, or at least I was." She giggled in return.
"What are you doing here?" She continued.
