patty rohan // d5 cb

Wouldn't life just be so much more easier if I could be a movie protagonist? One of those romance movies, I don't think it's that much to ask for. 

Instead, here I am, eating cherries with a fork and wondering where the hell my sister is. She was supposed to be back a week ago, and she stopped answering our letters before that -- when do we contact peacekeepers on this shit? They named me after the victor, but I never got any of that courage. If Poppy were actually nice, I'd say she'd march up to that island and search for me, but I know damn well she'd just start thrifting through my clothes. 

And then get mad. 

At me! If I were dead, she'd be pissed! I mean, I would be too, I just got fucking killed, but she'd only be mad because my clothes don't fit her. Not like she'd want them too, and good lord is it known she would always get her way. One way or another, I'm almost tempted to wear one of her dresses to her funeral. 

She would roll in her grave.

But I would feel like a bad bitch!