Kirsten: "That is, if we can take them." She sighs, then suddenly realises. "The interviews are soon! I have to get ready!" She turns around and takes a step towards the stairs. "You coming?"
((My right hand is DEAD!)). Kirsten: "So what floor are you on, then?" She asks, for the first time forgetting about her probable death.
(()) Sammi "Fourteenth." Luckily, it was the same floor as the district she lied about. "What's your interview outfit like?"
Kirsten: "Well, it's a blue dress. That's it. I bet everybody else's has patterns and cool chiz but I have. A. Blue. Dress." She sighs and shakes her head. "My stylist is amazing and everything, but she just likes to keep things simple."
Sammi "Well, less is more and all that," she chuckles, hastily covering up her horrified expression. A plain dress is practically unheard of in the Capitol.
Sammi The elevator bell dings. "Well, my stylists are probably going to freak out because I'm so late." She steps out of the elevator with a wry chuckle. "Seeya later."
(Well it's confusing now, I have no idea which districts are active. I thought it was completely dead ._. Can everyone just notify me if they are active so that I know who I'm interviewing?)
*Beams, quickly kissing your cheek while nobody is looking* Well, I've got to dash. I need to make sure my first ever tribute is ready for the interview!
Oh, okay then! Come with me, we can go and visit my tribute together. Would you like to help me get her ready for the interview?
Sammi. She should be getting her dress fitted right about now... Come on, I'll take you up to her. *begins to walk in the direction of the training centre*