The roof is not lit at night, but as soon as your bare feet reach its tilted surface you see his silhouette, black against the lights that shine in the Capitol. There’s quite a commotion going down of the streets, music and etc from the Capitol citizens. None of which you could hear through the thick window panels in your room. The nice cold air is way more soothing than your stuffy cage of your room.

“You should really be getting some sleep,” “ You say.