Patricia's POV
I sat in the waiting room waiting for my stylist, I can imagine what he's going to say to me the minute he walks through the door, 'congratulations' or 'you must be so exited' and all of that fake, overstated Capitol shit.
I wonder what Eddie's doing now, probably the same as me, waiting for his stylist. Suddenly I turned to the door to be greeted by, not the usual District 2 stylist, but Cinna.
"Hey, I'm Cinna, I'm your stylist for this years Hunger Games." He's so casual, not like your usual 'overdressed I like to make a big deal out of everything' Capitol citizen, he's wearing a plain black shirt and black trousers and a tint of gold eyeliner above his eyelids, his only Capitol trait besides the little tint of Capitol in his accent.
"Hey" I say, not really knowing what to say to him, I'd expected the usual District 2 stylist, Kurt. I'm actually glad I have Cinna, I heard Kurt was a real diva.
"Don't you usually do District 12?" I ask him, I imagine the tributes from 12 would be real pissed off that they didn't have Cinna.
"Yes, usually, but this year I personally asked for District 2, I thought there was something about you and Eddie that I could work with so I'm here to help you in any way that I can." Says Cinna.
"Most people just congratulate me." I quietly say to him.
"I don't see the point in that." He speaks
"So you're here to make me look pretty?" I say
"I'm here to help you make an impression"
I look away from him for a minute, then he continues.
"Tonight's the Tribute Parade, they're gunna take you out and show you off to the world, now most of the stylists dress the tributes up in clothes from their District."
"But my District is Masonry" I say cutting him off.
"Yeah but I don't wanna do that, I wanna to something that will make the audience remember you two." Cinna continues.
"So what do you have in mind?" I say, interested to know what he's got planned for me and Eddie
"Are either of you scared of fire?" He asked and smiled.