After Reaping Day, Sejanus seemed.. off.

Horribly off. Having seen he had gotten Marcus, the District Two tribute, his world seemed to collapse. Of course he didn’t outrightly show it to the others at the Academy. Being District in itself was embarrassing, and then to lash out? Nothing was looking too hot for him. He couldn’t believe the Capitol, sending all these children to go out and kill each other. Worst of all, his father buying Marcus for him. Rubbing it in his face- trying so hard to kick the District out of him. It wouldn’t work, he’d always just remember his old home, reconnecting.

When you visited Sejanus at home, he was relieved. However his face only showed discomfort and pain and his cheeks were tear stricken. It didn’t take long to haul himself up into your arms as his bedroom door fell closed behind you. “I can’t believe this.” He whispered with an ache that seemed to transfer to you.

“They’re monsters.”