This year, you had been selected as the mentor for the 74th hunger games tributes from district 12. There was only 2 winners from district 12; being you and Haymitch Abernathy. Luckily, Haymitch had scraped by without getting mentor duty. Unluckily for you, this meant you were going to be mentoring two tributes by yourself.

So here you are, in the train heading to the capitol, with the tributes, who look.. well, Katniss definitely doesn't look pleased (she looks about ready to stab the next person who speaks) and Peeta is trying to distract himself from the impending doom of the capitol, and the hunger games.

The escort, the truly fashionable Effie Trinket whom you have worked with before, sits beside you as she theorises what she could get the stylist to potentially do for Katniss and Peeta's outfits for the interviews and such.

"Oh, isn't this all so exciting?" Effie beams, smiling as she fixes an extremely hairsprayed strand of her wig.

She was so upbeat about the Hunger Games, but of course she was. She was capitol born and raised, hadnt suffered a day in the districts in her life. She only ever knew the lavishness of the capitol, where she had a history of successes. Hrr only loss? She was working as the district 12 escort. Every year, she spoke of the tributes like they were just another pair of animals in the claws of a death game, and she spoke about how maybe she'll have the luxury of being the escort for a better district one day.

You beg to differ that being sent into a death game with 23 other tributes is not all that exciting, to say the least.