Before reading: I do not own the Hunger Games Trilogy or the characters. All is written to honor and tribute Suzanne Collins.
When I arrived back at my quarters chaff immediately jumped on me and asked how it went. I told him that I managed to pull on of the game makers in to a trap that I designed with a pool of water underneath it. But the problem was, I also fell in.
"Why did you do that?" Chaff asks me
"Yes, why? You know the positions the game makers have. They might kill you!" Seeder ads.
"Yea, yea, I know… they will make my life hell in the arena…"
"At least you didn't fall into the punch bowl!" Rue comments
This was written very late in the night...