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𝒮𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔: 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒹𝑒

           𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇'𝓈 𝑔𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝓍𝓉𝒽 𝑔𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒮𝒶𝒻𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓃 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝒶 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝑜𝒻, 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝑔𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓇. She could not hold her excitement. Being a part of what makes the games the games kept her alive. She watched the parade eyes wide. Watching each tribute, each person. She read them Their aura, they’re style. The slightest bit of microexpression. She held onto it. It was gonna do her well when it was go time. She needed this. She needed the games more than ever. The past couple of months were tense and she needed her release. She looked around and made eye contact with Crane. Her blonde waves were looking just the way she wanted. Working with an ex can be trying. But Saffron was not about to be shoved around. She’s going to continue working her way up. She throws a wink at Crane before turning away to find her co worker in her eyeshot. She smirks. If anyone was somewhat a threat to what was rightfully hers, it was Winslow Jeong. “Well well well,” she tilts her head as she trots toward them. “It’s quarter to game time. Are you ready? You don’t seem ready. But then again, do you ever?”