Sejanus' time in District 12 wasn't always the best. He hated working for the Capitol, hated seeing innocent people being mistreated due to the broken system. The tall male had decided to go to the bar that the Covey performed at. With hardly any other things to do in this district, this was how he was able to pass some of his free time.

Coriolanus was off flirting with Lucy Grey, the other peacekeepers so drunk they could hardly stand. He pushed himself off the stool he was sitting on, walking over to the bar to refill his drink. On his way over, he accidentally bumped into someone.

You.

He felt the cold sensation of a drink spilling onto his shirt, and he took a step back quickly, wiping off some of the remnants of the drink off of his shirt. He turned to you, holding his hands up as if to signal he wasn't upset. He knew how the folk saw the peacekeepers around here, and he didn't want anyone to be afraid of him.

"Don't worry about it. It's alright."