"So you and Finnick?" "Yeah," "When did that happen?"
"Your romance wasn't the only one blossoming during the hunger games."
Or
They used to hate each other. Now they love each other. was it an act?
(Lol :) )
"Tribute parade is in an hour! Go get ready with your stylists!" .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
Talon was rushing to get Karsen on time, as Windy took all the time she needed.
She grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and walked into the silver elevator down to the ground floor where she would be met by her stylist.
"Windy, Darling!" A woman yelled open arms for Windy, "Oh my gosh Anika!" She exclaimed seeing her well known stylist Anika.
"How've you been darling?" Anika asked moving her long dark hair out of her face, "as well as I can be for the news I've gotten." Windy sarcastically said following her stylist into her private room.
"I say we do simple yet elegant— What do you say?" She asked pulling out a grey, dark blue, and white dress with slanted sleeves and golden stars along the middle of it.
The grey started at the top then faded into the dark blue then finished with the white. The golden stars finished half way down the flowing skirt, and started at the waist line.
"Holy Sh— Anika you've really out done yourself!" Windy complimented her stylist twirling in the mirror.
"Okay I know I know! And we'll just add this." Anika said adding a small star clip in her blonde hair.
"The star may represent your freedom from the games. Once it's over.." Anika smiled sadly as Windy nodded, "Okay now scurry off! Your chariot awaits!" Anika said as Windy left seeing Karsen waiting out side patiently.
"You look lovely," he said walking into the room Windy was just in.
Windy walked down the hallway before stopping by a door to take her heels off.
