you had watched as lamina broke down as her district partner left for coral’s alliance, feeling pity for the poor girl.

out of everyone here weren’t many that caught your eye, except her. despite the others labeling her as weak you thought that expressing her emotions so outwardly was a demonstration of bravery; most of the other tributes scared to cry or show vulnerability.

so taking your chances you strode towards her with softness pooling in your eyes, “do you want to work together?”