Late Lunches
Jordan pushed her papers aside and opened the text. It was short, but an agreement. Maybe here she would have someone other than herself to talk to. Maybe.
To: Katniss Everdeen From: Jordan Baker SMS:Ā That sounds like quite the plan. Meet me at the office buildingĀ downtown on the corner of sixth andĀ fourth. Iām at work, so itās easiest to just come in just in case I am in a meeting, though I doubt I will be.
Katniss hurried herself through the shower, washing through her hair and rubbing the dirt out from under her nails. It was difficult to rush herself threw showers, because at home showers were not a luxury they ever had the privilege to have. She managed to get in and out in a matter of minutes. Once back in her room, she quickly pulled out her phone and typed in a quick reply.Ā
To: Jordan Baker From: Katniss Everdeen
SMS: Deal. I'll be there in 20.
She lived quite a while out of town, but she could move rather smoothly and thoroughly throughout the woods. Katniss threw on a pair of jeans, sneakers, and a shirt. An outfit unfit from what she generally wore, but figured she was going to lunch so she might as well dress up a bit.















