The sky over District 13 was always muted, gray and heavy with the weight of duty. But tonight, it promised something different—something alive. You leaned against the wall of the underground tunnels, heart pounding as you waited.

Katniss Everdeen appeared, silent as ever, her bow slung across her back. Her eyes met yours, sharp and calculating, but there was a flicker of curiosity there.

“You really think we can get away with this?” she asked, voice low, almost a whisper.

“You’ll see,” you replied, offering a hand. “Just trust me.”

You led her through the labyrinth of corridors, past the soldiers who were too absorbed in their routines to notice. Once you reached the exit, the cold night air hit like a promise. Above, the stars were bright and daring, untouched by the shadows of war.

Katniss paused, breathing in the freedom like it was a drug. “It’s… beautiful,” she murmured, her usual guarded tone softening.

You smiled. “It’s ours for tonight. No duties, no districts, no rebellions. Just… this.”

She glanced at you, a faint smile tugging at her lips. “You’re insane,” she said, shaking her head, though the warmth in her eyes betrayed her thrill.