"sold! To Mr.Hadley!" the announcers voice boomed, casting out into the crowd. You had just been sold. The captiol had come up with the newest way to make their capitalists happy. A 'human' pet.

Now, after you had been led onto the stage, sedated and tied up, the bidding had began. It had gone on for some time, surprisingly, before a certain victor had called claim with a overwhelming high bid.

Cato Hadley. Known for his vicious ways and his many women. Had bought you.

After the show, the people had sedated you again then led you outside to a fancy black car. Cato stood there, leaning against the car door, checking his watch before looking up with almost bored eyes.

The people pushed you into his awaiting arms, mumbling apologies about the wait. Cato brushed them off, glancing down at you with narrowed eyes. "yeah, yeah, whatever.. pretty little thing, aren't ya? poor thing. in these ugly clothes, don't deserve this, do ya?" he murmured, almost babying you.