Err... no, but I can leave if you want.
From Create Your Own Story
"Err... no, but I can leave if you want."
The District 4 boy, a ruthless-looking 18 year old named Jack, overhears you. "Leave," he hisses, narrowing his cold, dark eyes. As you scurry back towards the other lunch tables, you can hear him mutter, "Idiots..." You were offended, and you wanted to go back and punch him, but it was a bad idea. Jack would definitely get revenge for something like that in the arena. Plus, no fighting between tributes before the Games begin, anyways.
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