❝I'm the survivor, I'm gonna make it, I will survive.
Keep on surviving ❞
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Velren Black, a hero against his will, is once again caught up in the deadly games orchestrated by the Capitol.
[Finnick Odair x Male OC]...
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𓏲 . SURVIVAL GAME . .៹♡ CHAPTER SIX ─── REVELATIONS
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The next evening, Velren found himself showered, washed,depilated and oiled, thanks to the help of Benjamin, Liam and Tom, who prepared him to meet his designer Isabella to get ready for the final interview with the infamous Caesar Flickerman before the Games.
Isabella and the prep team were extremely excited and kept talking about the honor of doing his hair, even though Tom and Liam kept whimpering with sadness because they had come to the conclusion that this was the last time they would see him again.
Isabella sighed as she fixed Velren's dress shirt and looked behind him in the mirror. Velren was amazed at what Isabella had achieved. The older woman placed a hand on Velren's shoulder. "The Snow Presidents wanted you to wear it." she told him.
"But why?" That was all Velren could say at that moment. He was a bit confused as to why the Snows wanted him to wear a dress shirt like this. It was a gorgeous dress shirt. No, even better, it was classy. The thick linen was neither the original white nor the yellow of age, but a delicious cream.
The cuffs and collar had been replaced with black velvet, and the buttons were gold and ebony cubes. Tesserae. Each had two tiny holes drilled through it for the thread. Over this he wore a black coat that sat on his shoulders and covered only part of him. He felt powerful, handsome and fashionable at the same time. And if tonight was to be his last, he would make sure he was remembered.
Isabella finished off the curly, messy haircut, which was longer on top and shorter on the sides and back, giving Verlen a casual and modern look, but she still managed to answer. "I don't know, but I altered this dress shirt a little." She said casually.
" I have something for you." she told him then and reached into her pocket. She pulled out a red rose, which she tucked into the pocket of his shirt. She smiled gently and patted his chest where she had placed the rose. "Don't worry about it. I grew it myself." she reassured him when she noticed Velren's disgusted grimace at the unexpected gift of a rose.
