#tridennt

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           christmas? who could think of presents and joy in the middle of war. the only present            katniss would want would be peeta out of the capitol and by her side ; that would never            happen, so what was the point of being jolly. 

           it  seemed  district  13's  cafeteria had become the main place of decorations, she was            surprised coin allowed them at all. noticing prim beside a medium size tree they must            have brought in today it immediately brought a smile on her lip. they could never afford            a  tree  nor  decorations  at  the  home  on  district  12 but prim always lived the idea of            christmas. now, in the middle of a rebellion, the little duck got her wish. once the blonde            noticed  her  sister  in  the  doorway  she beckoned  her  to come over and help, katniss            began to make her way over to prim when she spotted  finnick  on  one  of the tables, it            caught her a little because she was used to seeing him out  of  the  infirmary.  she  was            hateful  towards  him  for choosing to save her over peeta but she knew prim would be            watching and she would want katniss to invite finnick over.     

                    bare feet flop against the tiled floor of the home ;   well, more like a sort of cavern with certain commodities, but either way, it had to be   ' home '   to her, for now. district thirteen was the only hope they had left now. there was no district twelve. no capitol to look up at. there was just   W A R ,    raging on outside.

                    and to say that annie was anxious would be an understatement. she was beyond help, now                     calloused digits tangled into her long locks, tugging every so often to make sure she could feel something. pale lids concealing red, bloodshot eyes, weary from crying herself to sleep. every aspect of her body ached for him, for her love to return safely to her.

                    just as she was about to tug once more, she heard loud footsteps. people rushing in, people cheering slightly. cries along the lines of   '  we've won !! '   flooded in through her ears, but she just wanted to see one person.

                    so, she heaves herself off of the wall she had been leaning against, and lets herself scan the room ;   almost at defeat, before she spotted the familiar face she had so longed to see once more.

                       ❛                              finnick !!  ❜

     &  it is silence  that  prevails  atmosphere 'round  such       fragile a girl ;; attention not afforded to one who comes      in approach  &  instead  she  sits  with knees pressed      to breast, lithe form curling 'round itself as if she aims      to   make  herself  invisible,  overlooked  by  any   eyes       who may come to search for her.

     &  when voice finally  departs  o'er  roseate curves  of      lips it is near painfully soft, naught but a whisper.

                                           (prompt)

         she hadn't even wanted to come to this          stupid  party  in the  first place.  so  she          found comfort in  the  corner of a couch,          solace in a solo cup  as red as her lips,          filled with her anxiety more than alcohol.

                                           he sits next to her, but it's probably because                                            he thinks  she's  someone  ELSE.   but he's                                            polite   about  it  and  asks  her  what   she's                                            drinking         to         make         conversation.

She'd decided that she didn't like it here. She sat at breakfast, still tired and desperate to go back to bed, with her unappetising plateful of food. She groaned when someone sat opposite.

I want  h o n e s t  opinions about how I portray my character. If there’s a constructive criticism, I’d like to read it. If you’re too shy to say it, you can tell it with the anon on. 

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