#stylxst

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            ❝ there's no way i'm wearin' that. or that.                  or ---- what the hell is that? ❞                           the male's nose crinkles in disgust as he gestures                           in the direction of assorted and  - what he considered                           to be - overly flamboyant rolls of cloth. grumbling commences                           and he fails to see why he has to put up with escorts, mentors                           and stylists. hadn't it been enough that he was plucked from his                           district and no longer has any other choice than to be thrown into                           an arena and forced to fight for survival? he cares little for gaining                           sponsors and playing to those of the capitol and simply wishes to                           be left alone in what he knows to be his final days.                       ❝ 'm not some doll. you're not playin'                           dress-up with me. ❞

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stylxst replied to your post: “Hello, I really want to join the hg rp but what characters would be needed?”:

BOGGS.

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stylxst

 ❝ I'd rather wait for Cinna ---      Don't touch me ---- ❞            And so the distrustful girl          began to back away, not          fear within her eyes. But          a self righteous anger.           

[ixsaidxreal]

"You look really beautiful in that."

        Though fashion wasn't really one of Katniss' concerns, and the huntress rarely knew how to handle being complimented, she still smiled at the stylist. It wasn't one of the rare, genuine smiles she bestowed upon Gale and more frequently upon Peeta, but one she had learned to wear over time, the attention of the media forcing her to become more accustomed to the everyday pleasantries exchanged. Besides, Lex was nice enough, unlike herself. 

                        "Thank you. Cinna made it."