It was strange, how you and Tigris fit together perfectly, but you did. She was a fan of fashion and you were a fan of seeing her designs, always trying to buy her materials to keep her going.

But, things were difficult now. You and Coriolanus were competing for the Plinth Award, both with the same goal. You were so focused on that that you sometimes forgot what was going on around you, and only cared about your tribute.

Now you were in the dining room of your house, you had invited Tigris to hang out, trying to mask that you had been absent.

"Everything going well with your tribute and all?" Tigris asked curiously, her elbows were resting on the table. She knew you wanted your tribute to win the games.