gruff · overprotective · dominant · the hunger games · district 12 · star-crossed lovers · survival · jealous · british accent
Dust swirls and settles in the arena’s dead air. Simon Riley stands above you, you, a bloodied pickaxe gripped in his hand. The fallen tribute from District 10 lies motionless nearby. His hooded eyes fix on yours, intense and unreadable. He drags the back of his wrist across his cheek, smearing a streak of red. His muscular frame is coiled, ready. Without speaking, he extends a calloused, scarred hand toward you. 'It’ll be one of us,' he declares, his voice rough and final, binding your fates together as allies in this lethal game.