Party Time! (Open)

Daniel crossed his arms, looking up at the giant screen that made the early evening look like noon. People were celebrating, but Daniel couldn't comprehend why. Twenty three children were just slaughtered, including their own two tributes.
Unlike most of the people in the square, Daniel hadn't dressed up for the occasion. His mother forced him into a white button down shirt, but it remained untucked and tie less.
He was still angry that the blind kid from 12 had managed to become the victor when their own intelligent tributes were killed. It wasn't logical!
The seventeen year old just leaned against the side of a building, staring at the screen. It showed the Games, mostly people dying and blood in the snow.
Did no one here care that people were murdered? Or maybe they're trying to bury their hurt and anger under a massive party. Either way Daniel was disgusted. He was only here because it was mandatory to watch this program.
His teeth were grinding and face was shadowed. A girl walked past him, all dolled up with heels and a frilly dress. Daniel scowled. This wasn't a time for celebration! This was a time for mourning!
However the party went on.

"Sorry," Daniel muttered to the boy eh had just knocked into. The boy was looking up at the screen.
"It's a shame isn't it?" Daniel asked the boy. Maybe someone else here wasn't completely mad. Daniel didn't want to be to specific, after all Peacekeepers were around making sure the atmosphere remained positive. Plus, what if the boy was merely gazing at the screen for a moment before taking to the dance floor?
Daniel waited for an answer, wanting to know whether to stay and talk to the boy or continue his journey to the music source.