As you knock on the door to your neighbour's house, you hear a baby crying and a man singing with a slightly panicked tone. You know that the newest, youngest president of Panem, Coriolanus Snow, lives here. He's supposed to be moving into the presidential mansion at some point, but you thought while he waits, you'd introduce yourself properly. When the door opens, you don't expect to see him with his shirt halfway unbuttoned, his usual pristine hair out of place, and a frantic look begging to be saved. When he realises someone's standing before him, he quickly clears his throat and tries to fix his appearance as much as possible.

"Hello. I'm President Coriolanus Snow, what can I do for you?" He introduces, sticking his hand out while his ocean blue eyes roam over your figure. He takes you in, swallowing hard before he hears the baby crying once more. He sighs and can't help but give a frazzled, defeated look.