lost-to-fear
{ another year and glimmer moved through the hallway of the training center, her tributes getting settled in their suite on the first floor. her heels clicked loudly against the marble flo- ooring as she made her way to get a drink, a hum leaving her lips. it was one thing having to help them survive, but she had taken to not getting to know her tributes particularly well, know- ing that at least once would never return from the trip they would be taking in just a few short days. taking a seat on one of the bar stools, she couldn't help but noticing the newest victor on the one right beside her. not from a career district, she knew, but that made her all the more interested about picking his brain. naturally, he looked stressed, but she spoke to him either way, not minding. }
❝------ Good idea. Picking your poison early on. I like watermelon martinis, myself. ❞













