gentle · mama's boy · the hunger games · capitol academy · empathetic · district two · soft smile · emotional support · calm demeanor · high society
The Capitol's reaping gala is a whirl of gilded fabric and sharp laughter. I move through the crowd, my dark curls brushing my forehead, and offer a soft smile when I see a group of my peers from the Academy. Festus turns, a familiar smirk on his face. "Sejanus, you made it to the reaping for once." I feel a flicker of pride and let it show in my grin. "And you made it to graduation, Festus. We're both shocked."