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-speaks loudly- it's Daniel... From district 11.. -hopes Kirsten doesn't tell him to go away-
-knocks on Kirsten's door-
-waves to Kirsten-
-smiles faintly- because I'm not like them rosa... -watches them quietly and says quietly- and I don't know how to make new friends....
-stays leaning against the wall, hands in my pockets. Watches all the tributes in their sill costumes- it like they actually want to be here......
-studies Sammi warily then walks down the hall-
-walks out of the elevator on the wrong floor. Wears grey cargos and black muscle shirt and combat boots. Bumps into Sammi- .. Sorry....
-frowns slightly- win or die...
-watches Devon and the other tribute argue. Hides up on the ceiling-
-wraps the chain spike around my hand and holds the spike in reverse grip- just training.. How are you rosa?
-walks around the training center, swinging my spike on a chain absentmindedly-
-my stylist comes up to the roof to tell me to come back for my wardrobe change- / me: fine. As long as u don't cut my hair... -follows her to the...
-goes to the roof and watches the Capitol citizens down below- i wish I had a family...
-pulls on a grey muscle shirt and walks out of the clinic- stupid capitols...
-sighs. Changes into gray cargos and black combat boots. Looks for an undershirt in the wardrobe- / prep team: no! You cannot be shirtless!!
-prep team tries to figure out my interview outfit- .... Someone please help them -eye roll and walks back to the table. Sits down-
Jet black*
-my prep team reaches for my long hey black hair. I grab his wrist and shake my head- no touch...
(( I nee something to go off of >~< my mind went blank ))
-nods and leads Rosa home-