Room 205 [afternoon]
Katniss was still dragging from the weekend. She felt empty -- like she'd been back through the arena in the space of a few days. And no matter how hard she tried, she wasn't able to feel full, it seemed.
So, after class, she'd taken a walk through town (armed with her bow, since Bod still had her knife and she wasn't going without any kind of protection) and brought enough food to feed at least three Katniss-sized persons back to her room. Chinese, because she was really beginning to like it. And once she'd returned to the dorms, she'd carefully hidden her bow and quiver in her pack as best she could, and stashed it under her bed.
Unlike everyone who brought mountains of food to the common rooms, though, Katniss wasn't looking to attract anyone to the room. She was looking to eat as much as possible. She'd share if pressed, but she was still feeling a bit predatory.
Maybe it was because she couldn't seem to stop smelling ash, either.
[door cracked, post open! SP after 9 EST, though, since I have random work schedule tonight.]
So, after class, she'd taken a walk through town (armed with her bow, since Bod still had her knife and she wasn't going without any kind of protection) and brought enough food to feed at least three Katniss-sized persons back to her room. Chinese, because she was really beginning to like it. And once she'd returned to the dorms, she'd carefully hidden her bow and quiver in her pack as best she could, and stashed it under her bed.
Unlike everyone who brought mountains of food to the common rooms, though, Katniss wasn't looking to attract anyone to the room. She was looking to eat as much as possible. She'd share if pressed, but she was still feeling a bit predatory.
Maybe it was because she couldn't seem to stop smelling ash, either.
[door cracked, post open! SP after 9 EST, though, since I have random work schedule tonight.]