The 200th Annual Hunger Games - The Ultimate Games

Pre-Game Feast

Amaya Mills POV

"Hey Tat, mind passing the chicken?"
Tatiana smiled and passed the plate of roasted chicken over to me. I grinned and piled it up on my plate, breathing in deeply to inhale all the odours of the delicious food spread out on the table in front of me.
We were sat along a huge mahogany table, it stretched to the other end of the room and was stuffed with plates and bowls of all different foods. The President, the escorts, and Dravius were all seated at one end of the table, and the tributes were scattered along the rest of the table.

Will was sat to my right, hungrily devouring some roasted lamb smeared with mashed potatoes. He glanced over at me, and I snickered quietly.
"Don't you judge me, Amaya," He mumbled with a mouthful of food. I giggled and shook my head.
"You're a moron."

"Just say fuck." Phillip laughed from across the table, engaged in conversation with Tatiana. Tatiana gasped and shook her head. "No!"
"C'mon, it's not that hard!" Phillip teased her, "Look; fuck."
"Don't say that!" Tatiana cried out, shaking her head and chuckling ever so slightly.
"Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck."
"Nooo! Argh!"
Daphne giggled and nudged Phillip with her elbow, rolling her eyes, "Okay, stop it."

Down the table the other tributes were joking, chatting, laughing. It was weird to imagine that we would be murdering eachother in a matter of days. Our whole alliance was stuffing ourselves silly, trying to stock up for the Games. We wouldn't have a proper good meal for a while - if ever. That thought dampened my mood and a frown found its way onto my face.
"Hey, you alright?" Will asked next to me, noticing my sudden change in emotion. I shook my head, shooting him a smile.
"I'm alright, don't worry about me."

Suddenly, President Murphy stood from his seat and gazed around at us, a cruel smile etched onto his features.
"Tributes," he began, "We hope that you enjoy this meal that the Capitol has offered to you in good spirits. We hope you are stocking up on food, in the arena you will need it. Now, this is goodbye. Only temporary for some, but for 16 of you this farewell is final. Please enjoy your meal tributes, and good luck tomorrow."

"Cheers," Phillip drawled sarcastically, holding up a glass of red wine. He turned to Murphy and raised his glass once more, smiling mockingly at the President. The President looked surprised for a moment, but then he smiled maliciously and also raised his drink, nodding at Phillip.
"Cheers."

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