Room 221 [Friday evening]
Katniss had spent her morning experiencing her first hangover, then being harshly woken by Peeta.
And then she'd been pushed back to Fandom, but with plenty on her mind. Peeta was right: this time they had an advantage. They could train. They would train. They'd become Careers. She would work hard here, to keep her skills sharp and her muscles strong.
The whole time Peeta had talked, Katniss had looked to Haymitch, who'd just nodded to acknowledge that he remembered their agreement. Peeta would come home, she wouldn't.
They had a few months, though, before the reaping. And as much as she knew she needed to start training immediately, her body protested the very idea. So when she arrived in Fandom, she'd immediately just flopped onto her bed, pressing her face into the pillow. She'd just stay here. She could tell people she was back later. Right now, she just needed to forget again.
[open door, open post, emo girl.]
And then she'd been pushed back to Fandom, but with plenty on her mind. Peeta was right: this time they had an advantage. They could train. They would train. They'd become Careers. She would work hard here, to keep her skills sharp and her muscles strong.
The whole time Peeta had talked, Katniss had looked to Haymitch, who'd just nodded to acknowledge that he remembered their agreement. Peeta would come home, she wouldn't.
They had a few months, though, before the reaping. And as much as she knew she needed to start training immediately, her body protested the very idea. So when she arrived in Fandom, she'd immediately just flopped onto her bed, pressing her face into the pillow. She'd just stay here. She could tell people she was back later. Right now, she just needed to forget again.
[open door, open post, emo girl.]