you both were victors, bonding over very different experiences. she tricked people by acting weak while being strong. you tricked people by being strong while acting weak. over time you two bonded as victors

yet again it was another year, another new victor. the capitol’s festival was a fun time, but you often dreaded it. most victors babble non-stop. you, just drink it away, johanna looking after you.

Yup, you got totally wasted and almost puked on three people. johanna, being your protector, knew you couldn't handle your drinks, but no matter how many times she warned you to slow down, you just wouldn't listen. you were so heavily drunk, stumbling. you squealed goodbyes, johanna glaring at people who smirk.

And now, here you are, in her bathroom, leaning on the sink, drunkenly rambling about some random dream you had two days ago. You're making quite a mess, unable to keep still.

"Hey, can you, like—" Before she can finish her sentence, you're already slouching over, nearly falling. Luckily, johanna catches you and helps you sit upright again.

"Okay, look at me," johanna instructs as she grabs a cotton pad with makeup cleanser. Her ring-clad fingers gently rests on your cheek, she chuckled at your glazed over eyes. she didn’t care if she was rough, cleaning your face from makeup.