Pretty Odd [Fangor/Ridley]

The food that they had in the Capitol was definitely my favorite thing about being here. It was absolutely delicious, and nothing like the food I had back home. I was living on the streets back in Nine, meaning that all that I could afford was from whatever I could get through tesserae or the minimal income I got from working odd jobs. This food was much better than any of that- especially the chicken wings. I'd discovered the chicken wings on the train, and they were delicious.

I'd grabbed a tray and made my way over to where all the edible goodies were. I piled things high on my tray, grabbing anything from fruit to meat to pastries and everything else in between. I'd even gotten a helping of roasted rabbit, which sounded odd, given the fact that I was pretty sure there was a tribute by the name of Rabbit in this very training center with the rest of us, prepping to go into the arena.

I took a seat at one of the tables in the dining hall and started to dig into my food. It was all so good that it distracted me from the fact that I'd sat right down next to another tribute. She was a pretty girl, and the way she looked was very much my type. I felt my cheeks get a little bit red when I finally noticed her, and wiped the barbecue sauce from the chicken wings off of my face with a napkin. I set down the piece of food I'd been eating back onto my tray.

"Oh, uh, hi- I'm Fangor and uh- you're really pretty." I froze for a moment, grabbed an uneaten croissant off of my tray and offered it to her. ”Would you like one?”

What was I doing? I was so flustered that I couldn't even talk to her properly. If something like this happened in the arena, I was screwed.

I had to get control of myself.