#carthaystarter

“YOU,” the girl called out, physically putting her hand on the shoulder of the person in front of her just to get their attention. Her eyes were burning into them and her jaw was clenched but of course that was only to scare them. She dropped her hand instantly and shrugged. “Yeah I’m kinda starved so I’m gonna need like ten bucks for tonight. In return I can offer you a favor and who doesn’t want a binding favor from the town’s pyro, right?” The girl tried to make light but on the inside she was trying to find dinner. “So how’s that ten dollar bill coming along?” 

Let me set the scene: The sun is out, the streets of Carthay are beautiful as ever. There’s a music in the air, or perhaps maybe just in Eric’s head– His eyes wander up to the sky with a big smile on his face, and then they lower themselves straight ahead... and widen in horror. A big mass of white and grey hair charges forward towards an innocent and probably unsuspecting soon-to-be victim ( his eyes can’t recognize a face just yet ). “ Max! ” He yells immediately. Eric squeezes his eyes shut, regretting his decision of never putting a leash on his giant dog and then sprints forward towards the soon-to-be crime scene “ He’s harmless, I promise! ”.

Monday had rolled around again and Kit just couldn’t be bothered. He appreciated his job, but god it bored him. The day was going so slowly and so he’d darted out of the office at the earliest opportunity in order to get some lunch from Crumble. Kit glanced over his shoulder to see who was behind him in the queue. He was feeling particularly generous today, after all the parties at the weekend had been some of the best of his entire life. “If you tell me one interesting fact about yourself, whatever you were going to get is on me,” he offered with a smirk. “Go on, anything at all.”

𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖:  𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚢

Nala narrowed their eyes at the other person’s words. “Okay, but do you really think that’s the most helpful thing you could do?”