Cinna's P.O.V
I'm Cinna, a former Hunger Games stylist and a magazine editor. I'm at the the new Capitol coffee shop with Portia, discussing the latest issue of 'Capitol Couture.' Portia has long, pitch-black hair and bright green eyes. She wears too much lipstick and blush, but I can look past that. Oh, but those eyes, those beautiful, piercing green eyes. I take a sip of my coffee and look into them.
"Cinna? Cinna!" says Portia, waving her hands in front of my face.
"Huh, what?" I say as I tear my gaze away from her eyes
"Well?"
"Well what? Huh, what'd you say?"
"Seneca's beard style, or Ceasar's hair colouring?" she explains to me like I'm a 5 year old.
"In our magazine?" I ask, obliviously.
She rolls her eyes and says "No, on our Christmas cards. Yes in our magazine."
I smirk as I imagine Santa with blue hair and a beard like Seneca Crane's. "The beard style, it's more natural" I say, finally making some sense. Alright, I know that his beard isn't natural, but it's better than blue hair!
Portia's P.O.V
Of course Cinna wants all natural. He's totally for it! But it's not like he needs all of the Capitol Couture, he's perfect without it. All he wears is some gold eyeliner and that's all he needs. He's so handsome. Whenever I look at him I feel something inside of me. A passion, a love for this wonderful man. Anyway, back to the magazine.
"Cinna, I know that you like to keep it simple, but the Capitolites don't!"
"Then why don't we but both ads in?"
"Because Cinna, there's only room for one more add in this issue."
"Oh." is all he says, and he gets this thoughtful look on his face.
"I've got it!" He he yells
"Cinna, keep it down, we're in public" I say in a loud whisper
"Oh right, sorry." he says in a lower voice. "Alright so my idea is that we could make an ad for beard colouring! How does that sound?"
"Oh Cinna that sounds wonderful!" I shriek and scribble down the idea in blue sparkly pen. The next thing I do is totally un-called for. I lean in and give him a kiss. Not just your regular old peck on the cheek, but a full on, girl on fire passionate kiss on the lips. I expected him to be flustered and pull away. Fortunately I only got the first part right. He's flustered at first but ends up kissing me back. I get up for air and to go closer to him. He does the same and we end up kissing in the middle of a coffee shop with our arms around each other. We seem to realize where we are at the same time and pull apart with beet red faces. We look around the shop to see all eyes on us. I pick up up my papers and laptop, and grab Cinna by the hand. We get out of there as fast as we can and walk to my place together.
"So, where were we?" He says when we get to my porch.
I smile and lean in. He does the same and we end up, once again, emerged in what I think is the best kiss I have ever had.
We pull apart and I walk inside. I never told him that my lipstick had gotten all over his lips. I wonder what looks he'll get on the way home. I laugh to myself and sit down to start the title page for this month's issue of 'Capitol Couture.'
