Tom in District 4: {mwahahahaha!}
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Tom waded to the shallows from the deep. Water streamed off his body in sheets. All he had on were his swimming trunks. His sun-kissed shoulders shone and he fairly glittered in the sun. He ran a hand through his unruly curls, brushing them back from his face. In his other hand was a net of fish and he set them down on the beach. Water dripped off him, making it look like he was a creature of the deep blue. Perhaps he was. The water in his hair glistened as he shook his head to be rid of some of the moisture. He grabbed his towel up from the sand and toweled off, slinging the cloth over his shoulder. Picking the fish up again, he headed back to his house, earning a few stares from young women due to his lack of shirt.
