They were standing on the roof of the Training Center watching the sun going down beyound skyscrapers' roofs.
"In twelve, the sunset is more beautiful." thought a man. "But they are more pleasant in here." He finished his thought and pull a young woman closer to him, closing his hands on her belly.
He feel how accelerated her breath from his touch.
"Girl." He smirked and leave a kiss on her neck.
She was looking down on Capitol streets, following rare passers. They looked like a rushed ants.
"Haymitch, what do you think we can feel felling down from this high?" Her soft voice broke the silence.
"Well, i don't know." he laught. "Probably only a fear, I mean, you know that soon gonna die."
"Maybe, but if you doing it consciously. If this is your choice? If you really want it, you may feel something else, right?"
"I don't think that there is a person who will try to kill himself or herself with no fear at all, sweetheart." He replied pulling his lips to her temple. "We have to go."
"Ye... sure." She looked down once more, before to leave...
Unfortunately he didn't take her question seriously. Unfortunately...
