Oh! Didn't See You There. (bree and Poco)

Half empty bottles, some flies feasting on something rottening threwn carlessly on the sink, some dishes that should be done weeks ago. The whole cabin had a smell that made people nauseous in seconds. The red haired girl, sitting on the lonely kitchen chair didn't seem to mind though. The other chairs had been broken a long time ago, but there was no need for more chairs anyways. In the cabin, that looked a lot more like a crack house, then any family house hadn't been cleaned for weeks. Even though the day had gone far into the afternoon, you could hear somebody snooring in another room. The girl stood out from the otherwise so grey and brown colored house. She, the red head named Olive mostly stood out, not only in her own house but in the entire district. Her fire-colored red hair seemed to be hard to avoid. A big dog, almost wolf alike came out to the kitchen. His fur was almost glowing, clean and newly brushed. He carefully stepped around the glass from a broken bottle, as if he knew it was there and going to hurt him. While waving his tale, he put his paws on the Olives knees, just so he could reach up licking her on the cheek. "Reef!" She complained loudly to the dog, pushing him away from her face. Even though she was complaining, you couldn't avoid the little smile the girl tried to hide.



Out of the house and on her way, the girl was fully dressed in a grey colored dress, reaching just above her knees. She looked motivated and happy, almost with a little dancing in her step. In seam, she never had to worry about people turning their head to stare at her screamingly red hair. They all knew, that Fox-girl who looked like she was on fire. In the rest of the district, some people didn't even have the sense not to point. You would have thought she had gotten used to it by now, but it honestly still bothered her. Olive entered the hob with a smile on her face. There was no place like the hob. People aways seemed to be so busy, so occupied, but the truth was socializing never got better. She stopped by the stand her old friend, Mr. River always opened. She sat down at his table, as she did everyday. "O'boy, Little miss Fox is here, disturbing my service again" he said, laughing a bit. She grinned and shook her head. "Without me, you wouldn't have any service old man" she told him, while searching the hob with her eyes. "The reaping is coming ut" He pointed out, with a more serious undertone. Olive knew it, he was worried for her. With no children of his own, and had threaten her like his daughter his entire life, she was all he had to worry about. "Yes, honestly, I feel the odds are really in my favor this year.. oh, what i wouldnt do to enter the games" She said, ironically mimicking the typical captiol dialect. He suddenly got a little reserved, shaking his head. "You shouldn't joke to loudly about that, little Fox. Run along now"



Olive obediently obeyed his order, and jumped down from the table. She continued further into the hob to visit some other friends. Buying her father his daily booze could wait. Suddenly, something hit her shoulder. She turned around, how rude to not watch out. Especially in a such a crowded place as the hob. She was just about to start a long argument about how walking into people is rude, when he opened his mouth. "Oh crap sorry. I seem to think the grounds more important to look at then where I'm going." He said. He seemed familiar. Was he familiar? She didn't really remember him, but recognized his face somehow. He seemed nervous, was he shy or just embarrassed? She couldn't judge. "Yeah thats rather stupid you know. Do you know how many interesting oppertunaties you must have missed by concentrating on the ground?" She said, as upfront as she usually was. She didn't mean to shame the boy, just tell him the importance of being aware. She suddenly realized that it wasn't her lesson to teach and that she seemed kind of rude. "I'm sorry, that was rude. I don't know how many oppertunaties I've missed either. I'll guess we'll never know." She corrected herself, as if that would have made it any better.