There was a brief moment of fear with the Games. A micro-expression of a furrowed brow and glassy eyes that lasted for only a second. She needed to do this, despite how her family felt, despite how much she had trained with Pepper. It was necessary. Hazel sighed as she leaned against the counter on Seven’s floor and she began to grill Leander for information, “Okay, so, how do I get good sponsors – like what do they even want from me?”
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