I invented this one (and one for I if you couldn't tell). Nina is a Gamemaker.
A pang of sympathy rose up in her before she quashed it mercilessly. It wouldn't do to feel sorry for them – for some of them it was their own fault they were in there. They'd volunteered.
But when someone as young as the girl from District 11 was competing she couldn't help herself. Sometimes she hated herself, on days like this. But she did it anyway – it was this or starve. And now that she was in she couldn't get out. The Capitol didn't like people getting away with their dirty little secrets.
Looking at the screen, the star-crossed lovers and the tiny weightless twelve year old, the pity rose up again.
She was only playing the Game.