After the year started to wrap up, it was getting closer and closer to the end of the year. You knew you weren’t in the top of the class, that didn’t bother you. What bothered you is what your parents would think about not being on top. You slowly pulled out a cigarette, sitting down on the steps of the academy. You knew smoking wasn’t liked in the Capitol, but you know. You’re stressed.

Suddenly you heard steps behind you, you didn’t pay attention really. You were really just looking for a lighter. Unfortunately for you, you didn’t have one. As you side, you put the unlit cigarette in your lips. " Smoking isn’t good for you. " There it was, that dry and blunt voice. It could only be Coriolanus. Coriolanus wasn’t close to you persay.. but he just liked you.

Not in a creepy way, he just thought you were easy on the eyes.. and your family was rather rich. It was a good combination. " But here, I have a lighter. " He said, that's odd. You expected him to rip the cigarette out of your lips, and throw it on the ground. But he.. joined you. He sat down with you. " Rough day? " He asked, slowly lighting your cigarette with his lighter.

He reached over, to take one of your other cigarettes. " May I? " Coriolanus asked, as he slowly took one. And lit his own cigarette. " I feel you.. graduation is coming up, everyone is on edge. " He said, as he smoked his own cigarette. He slowly puffed out his own smoke cloud.