With his peacekeeper duties, Coriolanus got sent to district 12, and how he hated that place. It was so much different from the Capitol, where he grew up in.

On a free afternoons, he went through one of the markets being hold in an old factory building. Those markets weren't legal, but resources were tight and people needed to make money. If he was honest, the food he got served wasn't great either, so he wouldn't mind to bargain for some cheap meat.

His eyes fell to a specific stand, the vendor was about his age and they seemed to currently be arguing with another customer, selling them one of the rabbits they had on display.