LAUREL.
▐┊& goldenspears
Heels clicked on the concrete as she passed through the HORDES of citizens who were CRANING their necks to get a glimpse of the newest Victor. Every Mentor was expected to congratulate them, no matter how painful to so kindly regard the one who had TRIUMPHED over their own Tributes. This WAS the boy’s party, so she knew to wear a smile on her face as she approached him and his Mentor.
“ Congratulations on winning… have you been ENJOYING your party? “
everyone he knew before the arena joined the blur of names and faces. but he remembers her, surprisingly. laurel allerdyce, a victor, one he left with a promise of his story. when cashmere excuses herself to attend to a calling, marvel smiles. there is a MATURITY forced in him, a rare responsibility that comes with the name VICTOR. ❛ thank you. i'm acquainting myself with the rest of the victors, you see. i never thought being in the inner circle is this fun. ah -- i told you i'd win, didn't i ? ❜











