8th floor please...
Jan 16, 2009 18:53:22 GMT -5
Post by anil on Jan 16, 2009 18:53:22 GMT -5
Anil Paced aroound the room looking at everything with great detail... On the left side had a huge plushy bed, with lots of pillows and sheets. Along side that was a large dresser that holds a lot of different clothes for all different occasions; from formal evening wear, to nightgowns. There was a nightstand beside the bed with a small reading lamp and clock. A television set sat against the wall.
The center had a divider to split the room in two. The divider was open as of now, but when the tributes were here it would be closed. They could open it if they wanted to but could open it if they wasted to hang out together.
The right side was exactly the same. As Avil paced he thought of the plans he had for each tribute... He stopped... They aren't just tributes... They are human beings, they didn't even get to experence much life. They were children.
He was interupted by what he thought was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Anil called out then waited to see if what he heard was really a knock or just a noise.
The center had a divider to split the room in two. The divider was open as of now, but when the tributes were here it would be closed. They could open it if they wanted to but could open it if they wasted to hang out together.
The right side was exactly the same. As Avil paced he thought of the plans he had for each tribute... He stopped... They aren't just tributes... They are human beings, they didn't even get to experence much life. They were children.
He was interupted by what he thought was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Anil called out then waited to see if what he heard was really a knock or just a noise.
