lilliana and gabriel (closed)

Gabriel (aka Sorr):

Tomorrow is a market day. As usual, my father is far to busy to bother setting up our stand in advance, although what he doesn't realize is if I didn't remember to go today, we would be unprepared and would make no money. I'm used to it, however, since my father hasn't set up the stand himself in years.

I hated that, hated how my father was so ignorant of everything outside of his work these days that he couldn't even be bothered to leave the farm for long enough to actually make a profit. I hated how it fell on me to shove together a few peices of old, unfinished wood in order to have a place in the Market when the next day rolled around. I hated how even though I was the younger man of the house, the son, I was more responsible for the upkeep of the remaining half of our family. The knowledge of that stung almost as badly as the slew of splinters I had to pick out of my palms from putting up the market stand.

As I walk home in silence- all of my attention going to removing the miniscule shards of wood in my hand, I hear a small commotion to my left. I glance casually at the young girl and someone who I can only assume is her friend by the way they're in the dirt laughing.

"If you don't get up and back to business as usual, the Peacekeepers will get suspicious" I warn the pair. As my one good deed for the day, I head over to the two, and shuffle some of the fallen papers into a pile.

((OOC: I think you should read my character's bio before we go on- thehungergamesrpg.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=upmidchar&action=display&thread=6630 because according to your character's bio, Ana is 5' 4", while Gabe is written as being 6'3" and therefore definitely not shorter than her.))