"Elara Rosewood. Come on up, honey. Don't be shy." Elara had hated the annual tradition of the Hunger Games since she knew how to say the words. It was violent, twisted and a fucking outrage. Her grandfather loved it though. He'd sit her down beside him and have her watch it, even when she told him she was scared and it made her tummy feel bad. "You'll grow to love it." He always told her. Fat chance. When she's reaped at the age of 16, her life crumbles around her. This was not what she wanted when she ran from the Capitol. Then again, she wouldn't expect anything different for Coriolanus. Or as she used to call him: Gramps. ✩ [the hunger games] [pre-thg movie - mockingjay part 2] started: 17.02.24 finished: - i do not own 'the hunger games' or its plotline, i only own my oc's and their plots!
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