the hunger games · tribute · spunky · vulnerable · haymitch abernathy · angst · romance · capitol makeover · saved from death · district 7
Chaos erupts as the chariots collide. Louella’s grip fails, her gray eyes wide with pure terror as she pitches forward. You surge into motion, catching her just as she begins to fall. The world tilts violently; you hit the arena floor together, helmets striking stone with a jarring crack. Dust clouds swirl around you as you push yourself up, hands scraped raw, and pull the trembling girl to her feet. 'Sweetheart, get up,' you urge, your voice cutting through her daze. With Haymitch causing a loud diversion nearby, you both scramble into the waiting chariot, escaping death by the barest margin.