any carbs with your carbs? perry&leo

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She was used to fine dining.

No, really.

There’s no one who would ever expect some random girl from Nine to know what exquisite cuisine tastes like, but when you’re the adopted daughter of a prominent politician you have a bit more privilege than the rest of the District.

Each meal at home was catered specifically to her mother’s specific taste of the day. Which almost unfortunately never included carbs. The training center, however?

Vile.

Who knew Leonora’s pallet would become so refined in the ten years she spent with the Spring’s? She was certain that she would still have some appreciation for food that did not take a minimum of two hours to prepare, but she could barely stomach the food they presented.

Except for the bread.

It was the only thing they seemed to get right.

In reality, she knew it was because it didn’t require much work, but she was giving them the benefit of the doubt and pretending they were excellent bread makers. It made the situation much easier to swallow.

Literally.

Leo was trying to think of the positives. How this would prepare her for the arena since the chances of her starving to death were extremely high. If her stomach shrank now, it should increase her chances of survival, right? Panic slowly set in as she eyed the buffet in front of her for what could be the very last time. Without thinking, she began to shove the rolls up her shirt. If she was strategic enough she was sure she could sneak them into the arena, maybe last a few more days-

” Were you actually, like, that poor?”

Busted.

The girl from Two wasted no time making her feel like absolute shit. Perry, she was pretty sure was her name.

”Like no,” Leo mimicked the girls tone. Well, at least not now but she wasn’t going to let her know that. ”Mother wasn’t really one for carbs and if you haven’t noticed, it’s the only edible thing here.” She took the time to dramatically shove another one up her shirt. ”Besides, I’m not really one for hunting. Just trying to think of ways to make my life easier in the arena.”

She winked before taking a large bite from one of the stolen rolls.

”Work smarter not harder, right?”