EYES OPEN ﹐ the hunger games.

14 ﹐ THE CITY

CHAPTER FOURTEEN
the city

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┊͙✧˖*°࿐ IVY ONCE AGAIN WAKES UP to the blaring sound of her telephone. This time, when she hears it ring, she jumps out of bed, hurriedly discarding the covers, and rushing down the hallway to pick up the phone. She answers it immediately, holding it to her ear excitedly, as she lets out a small, "Hey."

"You sound chirpier than you did last time I called you at this time," Johanna remarks, causing Ivy's mouth to twitch up into a small smile.

"Maybe I am," Ivy replies.

"What's got you in such a good mood?" Johanna asks.

"I don't know," Ivy counters. "Can't a girl just be in a good mood for the sake of it?"

"I guess," Johanna replies. "I have a question."

"I may have an answer."

"Okay, so I was thinking," Johanna says, "why don't we go out tonight? We could invite Finnick, too. There's a few good bars in the Capitol. It could be fun, if that's something you'd be up for."

Ivy smiles. "Yeah, yeah, alright. What time are you thinking?"

"Ten, maybe?" Johanna says. "Whatever works for you, really."

"Yeah, ten works," Ivy replies. "I'll call Haymitch and ask if he'd like to come, as well."

"Already taken care of," Johanna replies. "I think he's on his way from Twelve as we speak."

"Alright," Ivy says, a blush creeping up on her face that she's grateful Johanna can't say over the telephone. "I'll see you tonight."

"I'll see you tonight," Johanna echoes. Ivy places the phone back in its holding place on the wall, biting down on her lip to try and stop herself from letting out a giggle.

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IVY MEETS FINNICK OUT THE front of the Victor's Tower, wearing a tight-fitting black leather skirt that rests on her mid thighs, and a white lacy top that displays her cleavage. To match, she had put on a pair of black block heels, making her seem even taller than normal. Her hair is curled delicately and rests on her shoulders, with her makeup done in a smokey look she had spent about an hour trying to figure out how to do.

Finnick raises his eyebrows as he sees the blonde girl, a smile tracing his lips. "You look nice tonight."

"What, don't I look nice every night?" Ivy says, a smile gracing her lips at her own reply.

"No, you do," Finnick tells her. "You know what I meant though. You just look extra nice tonight, if you will."

"Thank you," Ivy nods in acknowledgment. "You look nice yourself." Finnick is wearing a simple pair of black trousers, and a baby blue button down shirt, with four buttons that he has left undone to showcase his golden chest.