Cato settled in, quickly unpacking the bag he'd brought and lounging out on the bed, "So tell me about this place. Is it like all Capitol freaks or what?"
Glimmer laughs with a shake of her head, "Mostly district kids, Capitol kids are homeschooled."
Marvel smirks, "Literally, too cool for school." He chuckles before Glimmer rolls her eyes at him. "But yeah," he cleared his throat, "We've got all types here. Even victors." He said with a wiggle of his eyebrows. "Speaking of which, where is our little baby Clo Clo?" He said as he nudged Glimmer with his foot.
"Victors?" Cato asked, looking to Glimmer for an explanation, "Thought they didn't need school or some shit."
Glimmer nodded, "They don't. But our friend Clove likes school. Not for the learning or any of that bullshit, for cheerleading and guys and parties. She likes the social aspect of it."
Cato coughed a little, his eyes widening, "Clove. As in Clove Sevina the hottest seventeen year old to ever walk the face of the earth."
Glimmer looked around awkwardly, "If that's how you wanna put it- Oh, look at that, you're taking something out. What is that?" She said, looking at Cato with both eyebrows raised.
Cato blushed lightly and held up a poster of Clove from a Capitol photo shoot. He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck.
Marvel burst into laughter, nearly falling off the couch, his face tomato red. Glimmer's jaw dropped, blinking a few times before she spoke. "Yeah... Don't show that to Clove."
"Well how was I supposed to know she went to school here?!" Cato said, throwing the poster into the corner. "Nobody knows that shit." He mumbled, continuing to unpack his things.
((I know you're all anxious for Clove... next chapter I promise:) ))