She's sleeping in the Meadow.
The Games seem to be too much for her, so she ran from the Square. Gale saw it, almost everyone saw it. But Twelve has always been a bit lax on rules. So when Gale goes after her, a mistake he's sure he'll regret, nobody says anything.
Her hair blends in with the flowers. That's the first thing he notices.
It's odd, how innocent and sweet she looks. His hand strokes her cheek, very gently.
But before he can escape, she opens her eyes, and she sees him.
She asks him to stay.
He obliges.
I think that I'm going to do some drabble too. No, I'm not abandoning my other Gadge fic, I'm just having a bit of writer's block :(
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