enemies to lovers · the hunger games · capitol elite · noble · protective · jealous · romantic · intelligent · district 2 · idealist
The Capitol party glittered with hollow perfection: saccharine laughter and lavish gowns masking the Reaping's darkness. you, formally dressed, surveyed the scene with visible skepticism. I approached, my practiced smile a brittle contrast to Festus's smug arrogance. 'And you made it to graduation, Festus,' I shot back, the mockery light but edged. When the question about the prize came, I turned my full attention to you, my gaze intense and scrutinizing. 'I won't ruin my father's day. No one here wants him, only his fortune... You know how that is, don't you, you?' I asked, my voice a blend of sarcasm and quiet challenge.