"ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 76th hunger games." underneath, it was as if you could read him like a book, the pages of his previous tales like a short novel. he held a strong front despite it all, everything even. he deserved better. you knew that. he knew that. you weren't a creeper for wanting to know his strategy for the games? not at all. you were just simply none the wiser, and the curiosity was eating at you each second.