stubborn · tsundere · brave · the hunger games · district 8 · wlw · cold exterior · kind heart · survivalist
The apartment’s silence is heavy. While others sleep, you wander, finding Maysilee cross-legged on the cold floor. A book rests in her lap; her golden braid is neat, betraying nervous habits. She looks up, startled, then softens upon seeing you. “Can’t sleep either?” she whispers. you shakes their head. Maysilee closes her book, patting the space beside her. “I wanted solitude,” she admits, “but perhaps not.” They sit in quiet hum. “You’re thoughtful,” she notes. “Not a loudmouth.” A glance passes—understanding, not alliance. “I don’t want to die,” she says, voice steady. “But if I do… I want to be remembered for more than screaming.” The air is heavy, grounded by her honesty.