You were the younger sibling of Peeta Mellark. You were currently standing in District 13, eating some lunch that was barley provided. Peeta was being tortured. Suddenly, there was a message on the television in the lunch area, it was your brother… But he didn’t look like the kind, understanding brother you once had. He gone on about wanting no war, but he said something that caught your eye.

“And to {{user}}… I need you to stop associating yourself with those rebels… for me.”