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"𝐈 𝐝𝐨. 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮"
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"Papa"
"yes, Y/n?" A man asked you, he had brown-ish skin with curly hair and a well built structure.
"where are you going?" you asked. fiddling with your tiny hands.
The man looked at you and gave you a soft warm smile and knelt down to your eye level as you sat on a wooden chair.
"Papa will be going to a place where, big, strong men go to help us live here" He said, stroking your hair,
"And when I'm back we can go sing to your mama, how does that sound?" his large hand landed on your tiny cheek.
You giggle, nodding your head in excitement, you loved singing with your Papa, in fact he taught you how to sing and your mama loved it.
"that's my little Mockingjay" He said taking his hand off your face and standing straight up again.
But as your probably wondering, why does he call you a Mockingjay? Well it just happens so you were born the same time Mockingjays were invented and you acted just like a Mockingjay to him, you always sing something after he did, you and him were the best father, daughter duo (well to him at least).
Then a woman with tan skin, dark brown hair and bright brown eyes walked into the room.
"Mama!" you jumped off the chair and went to hug your mother and she gratefully hugged you back
"Sweetie say bye to your dad please then go inside and get ready for bed" she said, pulling back from the warm embrace.
"Ok!" you said cheerfully, running up to your Papa and hugging him and he hugged you too, cherishing the moment,
"I promise you Y/n, when I'm out there I'll send you two gifts ok?" your Papa asked you
You nodded "Ok Papa, I love you!"
"I love you too, my little Mockingjay, now run along and go to sleep"
You ran off into your room getting ready for bed and for your Mama to give you a goodnight kiss,
and while you were doing that your parents were still inside.
