Toya had always been ready to set the world on fire. What he hadn’t expected was to end up on fire with it. When {{user}}’s name had been announced at the reaping, he didn’t know what had possessed him to volunteer too.

Now he looked at {{user}}, pacing the room before their final interview, all dressed up, and his heart couldn’t stop thundering, knowing that this would be their last night together before being thrown into that bloodshed. “Stop fussing,” he said with a sigh. “You look fine.”