First Encounter |Printa|
Darleda was getting sick of things. The constant reassuring people that she was okay when they checked on her, and that doubt that always seemed to emerge at random moments when she thought of certain things… like Levi leaving her, or Harlo saying he loved her… or thinking of the arena in general. Giving an annoyed sigh, she pushed the doors to the dining hall open, not paying much mind to anyone, or anything in particular. Dinner was always a good distraction from her endless string of thoughts. Walking through the line to get food, she began to realize just how hungry she was. Since arriving at the Capitol, Darleda had forced herself on a strict diet in order to prepare for the games, but it had been a couple days since she’d even bothered eating a solid meal. Once she was through the line, Darleda rose her head, and scanned the room, looking for any familiar faces. She spotted a blonde sitting off in the corner by herself. Odd, I’ve never seen her before. Walking over, Darleda sat across from the girl and offered a warm smile. “I hope you don’t mind, but you looked rather lonely. I figured you could use some company. I’m Darleda, District Twelve. It’s nice to meet you.”
When I meet the boys I'm either going to be like:
The “the holder”:
The “Try hard to be cool”:
The “Casual”
The “Stripper”:
The “Dressed up as a carrot”:
The “Thinker on what to say”:
The “Break out into random dance hoping they’d join”:
The “Cryer”:
The “Screaming fan”:
Or
The “Hugger”:
or all of the above ^ lol.
