Anakin, who had been running on the power of coffee for the last week, hadn't stopped watching the Games since the last shipment of bread had been delivered. There had been interviews with the survivors' families: Anakin was looking only to see Katniss's sister and to check that she still had all of her fingers attached.
He rubbed at his eyes blearily as the
games began again, steeling himself for another day of devious, horrifying death. They were down to eight. Things were going to get even uglier.
[OOC: Up suuuuper early for the Hunger Games crew. NFB for character death.]