𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝘾.𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙬𝙖𝙮

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Y/f/d= your favorite drink

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I walk into the back of the shop and sit down on a chair while Hans begins to get us drinks. "What would you like to drink?" He asks. "Y/f/d would be fine thanks" i asks, smiling. "Okay!" He says while making the drink.

"Here you are" he smiles while passing the drink over to you. You sip it as Hans asks you "so, whats wrong?" He asks curiously. I sigh.

"Well...I've been in a difficult situation recently...I've been practically lying to my parents and brother, I've been trying to make friends with Charlie-" i begin but i get cut off by Hans. "Charlie? As in Charlie Conway?" He asks. "Yes...?" I say suspicious. "He's usually really kind to new people he meets" Hans says. "Probably because of my last name and family" i mumble sadly. "Its okay, Your last name and family do not define you" he says with a small smile. "Sure...but my family are so controlling and sure my dad owns a rich business but they don't particularly have the best reputation, all my dad is know for is the head of a high tech company who likes to yell and fire his assistants" i mutter. "Yes, but that has nothing to do with you. Have you ever tried talking to your parents about your worries" He asks. I shake my head downheartedly. "I couldn't, they wouldn't understand since they are so wept up in their jobs, they don't have a lot of time for either Adam or I" i say emptily. He sighs. "Have you thought about joining a new ice-hockey team? I see its one of you many passions and it makes you happy" He asks. I stay silent for a few seconds with an ache in my heart. I would do anything to join District 5 but no, my parents and Adam wouldn't approve. "Yes, but i couldn't" I murmur. He looks at me eagerly. "I know you well Y/N, i also see how you look at District 5.." he says smiling. How did he know? I mumble to myself quietly. He chuckles. "Fine, you know me too well" i say in defeat. "Ill see what i can do" he says while slowly getting up and walking into the next room. Huh? What did he mean?!

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I stand up quickly while placing my drink down on the small, round, wooden table. "Hans?! What did you mean by 'ill see what i can do?!'" I yell, hoping he could hear me. But there no reply. I huff in annoyance as i pick up my drink and drink the rest of it before picking up my bag and walking out.

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