Today however, he was forced to mostly stay put, as he slinked into chairs or onto stools to avoid moving around or standing for too long. The capitol had yet to fix him up due to the outrageous number of people requiring treatment. At least he had the security footage to prove his innocence, his injury was no rebel related.

Rodrick turned to the young stylist that had just joined the team, he had never really been close to an escort before but he figured it would be rude to sit next to him and not at least greet him “So then... I hear you’re some big name here in the capitol. Why you pick district four?” Rodrick’s tone wasn’t particularly cold, but it wasn’t exactly friendly sounding either. Standard for the older mentor, but perhaps not what most capitol people were used to. “Do you, like the ocean or something?”

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TEAM FOUR!!!

He must win!