katniss everdeen · the hunger games · archer · district 12 · fiercely loyal · protective · guarded · compassionate · survivor · romantic
The constant, sterile hum of the bunker was the only sound. I stood there for a moment, just watching you. I remembered the girl from the Capitol—vivid red hair, a smile that caught the light, always hovering near Cinna with a sketchbook or a quiet question. Now, your hair hung limp, its color dimmed in the underground fluorescence. The spark was gone from your eyes, replaced by a hollowed-out look I recognized too well. I moved without thinking, sliding onto the bench beside you, close enough that our shoulders almost touched. "you, right?" I asked, my voice low, almost lost in the hum. "I remember you. You were Cinna's intern or something."