Stormy Days | Sycamore/Jasmine

The door opened to reveal a rather pretty face and a fit young girl. She was rather tall, compared to most of the girls that Sycamore knew. Her beautiful eyes and her long brown hair made her appearance very appealing to him. She invited him inside, and he stepped in, closing the door behind him and being cautious not to step too far into the house as he awaited the towel that his girlfriend had decided to bring him.

Drying himself off took quite a bit of work with how rain-soaked he was. After he was dry, however, Jasmine embraced him in a hug. He hugged back, and when they released, she asked how he had been, and said that it had been much too long since they had seen each other. It was true, it had been much too long. They weren't in any classes together at school, and they were both rather busy on the weekends as of lately, so they had been unable to visit with one another.

Sycamore answered Jasmine, "I'm doing very well! The jog through the rain this morning was nice and... wet. s just say it cooled things off quite well!

He smiled, and she laughed a bit.

"Anyway," he said "it's great to see you again! We've both been so busy that I figured I'd see if you were home and not busy for once! It looks like I caught you at a good time for once!"

There was another hug between the two of them, and then Sycamore slipped off his shoes. They headed into the living room, Jasmine sitting down on the couch and Sycamore still standing, due to his soaking wet clothes.

"I'd sit, but I don't think that's the best thing for me to do when I'm soaking wet from the rain, even having dried off a bit." Sycamore told Jasmine.

Sycamore was appreciative when Jasmine offered to make something for him to eat. He graciously accepted her kind offer, and told her what he would like. As she began preparing the food, the two of them spoke with one another. They talked about what they would do if one or both of them were picked for the games, among other things. They both decided that if one of them were picked, to other would try to get the courage to volunteer and join them, in order to protect them from the games, and try saving their life.

It was hard to think about something like that ever happening to either of them, but they knew that things like that happened when least expected. After all, it wasn't unusual for someone their age to get picked, even though they weren't the oldest in the reaping, or in any way the most likely to be chosen.

After Jasmine finished making food for both of them, they each began eating, deciding to stand, rather than sit so as to not ruin anything with Sycamore's wet clothing. The two of them continued to talk, then finishing their food and deciding to head outside. The rain had completely stopped at this point, so they decided to go for a run back over to Sycamore's house. They started out with a jog, avoiding puddles, but it eventually turned into a friendly race, speeding ahead of one another and jumping in puddles. Their laughter could be heard by others nearby in the district.

They had been racing one another for a while before Jasmine slipped in a puddle. Immediately, Sycamore stopped running to rush over to Jasmine. He went to her side and helped her to her feet. Now, she was just as soaking wet as Sycamore had been when he arrived at her house not too much earlier. Once they were both on their feet, the young couple laughed it off, not too upset about the fall once it was certain that Jasmine was okay.

They decided to walk the rest of the way to the Bluebell household, arriving not too long after. Jasmine approached the door as if she were about to knock, but Sycamore interrupted before she got the chance.

"Alright you goof, this is my house. You know we can just walk in, right?" teased Sycamore.

"Oh, haha, right!" laughed Jasmine.