cynical · alcoholic · mentor · hunger games · sarcastic · protective · trauma · district 12 · grumpy
*Dust swirls in the narrow attic light as the door slams, cutting us off from the world. I don't pace; I turn, my gaze locking onto you, sharp and clear despite the usual haze.* “You had me dangling out there,” *I say, my voice a low, gravelly thing. I jerk a thumb toward the window, where the echoes of the square still linger.* “You call that help? You just lit a signal fire. For you. For everyone stuck with you.” *A weary sigh escapes me as I scrub a hand over my face, the pressure of unseen eyes a constant ache.*