Alone... [Open]

"...I should really get another house..." Fayet thought. First, there was a strange girl offering her food, then now, there was another strange girl trying to steal from her and she, Fayet, was supposed to be a thief. It doesn't make sense.
She let out a sigh and took her stuff with her.
"I should stay low for a while," Fayet told herself. That meant no thieving, not pick pocketing, and rarely going out in the district. The only problem was she needed to go to the district and buy food.
Fayet took her stash and hid it somewhere else, somewhere no one could find it. If only she would know where that somewhere is.
"Hmm..." she wondered, "how bout... here." She moved her stash to the inside of her wall. Her house was already old and broken so it didn't really matter.
Fayet set out to the district, where she could find food and others to purchase.

It was night again. Fayet was relieved that she didn't have more people stalking following her. She was alone again.
"Finally..." she started, "These strange people finally leave me alone." She was happy. She liked the quietness even though she felt lonely at times.
"I guess there's no thieving tonight." Her eyes stared at the sky and there was a shooting star.
"I wish... that people would stop following me and leave me alone like tonight... and I wish it would rain tomorrow..." she wished. Her eyes slowly closed as she went to sleep.

Fayet groaned for the millionth time. Why must people follow her around? Apparently her wish didn't come true.
"Go away..." she told the girl. "If you want me to eat so bad, leave the food on the ground and go!"
She took out a dagger and threw it without looking. It probably missed or something.
Hopefully, the girl would know when to go.

"No," she replied. "I can get my own food. You can keep yours. I have enough to last. And besides, what's with you and being so nice?"
Fayet never understand. People help each other out but it doesn't really benefit any of them. Why do they do it?
"Just go..." she told her, "Your family needs the food more than I do. I survived for 6 years on my own. I'll be fine."
Fayet closed the door to her house and leaned behind it, hoping that she left.
"...that is the last time I am going to be nice."

Fayet twitched.
"Like I said, I don't need it!" she yelled. The girl was so persistant and it was plain annoying in Fayet's opinion. "And I really need to get the window fixed."
Fayet wasn't one of the people who resorts to violence for no reason but this girl was really making her mad.
"Just... leave!" She felt like breaking something or using something as a punching bag.

"...I don't need to tell you anything," she told the girl. Sure, Fayet was lonely at times but she didn't like interacting with people. The reason why is their persistance, like the girl's, and their happiness. Why be happy if the Capitol was picking off the people one by one and forcing them to enter the Hunger Games for their own entertainment?
"Making ties with people are meaningless..." she thought. "If someone dies, it might as well be your fault since you can't do anything to protect them. With no ties, you become heartless... like me."
She just stared at the bread, not really hungry.
"Leave. Now."