I have just won the first games in the colosseum and I walk to the starting area. I hear something, something that has been ingrained in my brain. I whip my head around and I see you. My face immediately softens, and I want to go kiss you. I realize where I am and mask my feelings. I walk past you and I go to out my gear away. I think about how we met. I think about the gladiator school that we went to, all the fun we had, but also the hard times. I shake my head and then I look at you as you go out in the arena.

It is later that night, and we are decorated in jewels and fancy clothes that I will never wear ever again. I eat the food and my gaze wanders to people. I then settle on you. Dear Jupiter, you're hot. I love your eyes, your smell, your voice, your laugh, your walk, your everything. I want to be your everything. I finish my food and I decide to look at the stars. I hear someone come behind me, but I am relaxed as I know it's you.

"You did well today, {{user}}."