Fish in the Sea [Unitato]
Jun 30, 2017 10:25:38 GMT -5
Post by Penguin on Jun 30, 2017 10:25:38 GMT -5
After another year of being entered into the one lottery you don’t want to win, the morning has passed and my name was not called from a slip of paper. The anticipation flusters me every year, even though I’m more likely to be struck by lightning than being Reaped. Come to think of it, if I were to have the choice between being Reaped or a quick death by Mother Nature I think I would pick the former of the two. Call me crazy, but my odds aren’t so bad when it comes down to it and think of all the clothes I would be able to buy if I were to win.
However, neither of those fates are likely realities. Instead, because I survived the Reaping, it’s time to follow tradition. Every year in the afternoon after the selection of our District’s tributes, my way of breathing once it’s all over is to go shopping around Main Street. Style has always been, and will always be my passion. Nothing will ever hold me back.
Upon pushing the door to the first store out of the way, a dashing young man catches my eyes. Not only does he have the looks, he’s also got the style. My, oh my, have I been blessed today; that brand new suit and his perfectly groomed hair are calling to me. It’d be a shame if this fish were to swim back to the bottom of the ocean where he came from. Thus, it’s time to throw out some bait.
Even though he’s right in the men’s department, I walk as close as I can to him as possible without him noticing me. Here goes nothing. I ‘trip’ straight into his arms.
Putting on my best surprised expression I exclaim, “Oh goodness, you saved me! What could I ever do to repay you?”
Now this should be good.
