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Clove prodded at her half-cooked beef and sighed. The gravy was lumpy, the carrots too hard and the roast potatoes were too soft. She didn't Nick for his poor cooking- it had always been Mandy who cooked all the meals.

"Are we going to sit in silence for another half hour, or are we actually going to do something?" Haymitch asked, slurping the final dregs from his beer can.

"There's nothing to talk about." Clove muttered, throwing down her fork. Not for the first time that week, she wished that Cato was with her. He didn't eat with them even though he was staying in their guest house- Clove had screamed at him when he had tried.

The silence carried on for a few more minutes until Peeta glanced around the table. He cleared his throat.

"My best memory of Mandy," He said, "Is when I woke up early one morning to make bread with Marvel. I made a huge mess, and Marvel just stood around and moaned because it was too early. Mandy walked in, and looked at the mess all wide-eyed. Marvel immediately told her that he hadn't done anything and that the mess was all my fault. She looked at him, raised an eyebrow and said 'Well then, roll up your sleeves and get some flour on those city boy hands of yours!'."

Marvel flushed red and stared down at his plate, smiling slightly. Finnick rolled his eyes at Marvel, Annie laughed and even Effie managed a polite smile.

"My best memory is when Mandy took me swimming a few months after my mom died. The waves seemed to strip me of my sadness and it was when I started to feel okay again. I associated Mandy witch the feeling of everything getting better again." Annie smiled fondly at the memory, twirling her fork around her plate.

"Who remembers the time that she made us all and watch eight episodes of 'extreme couponing' with her?" Paylor asked.

"She was the one who brought me my first pair of proper running shoes." Jackie grinned.

"She took me to my first archery lesson, and she brought Prim her first play medicine kit when she was two." Katniss said.

"She…" Clove trailed off, unsure of what to say. All eyes turned to face her, and Johanna smiled at her supportively.

"She was my mother." Clove blurted. She shot out of her seat and ran for the front door. She yanked it open and was instantly greeted by hundreds of flashes and clicks. A microphone was shoved under her nose, and Clove shielded her eyes to avoid being blinded.

"Tell us what happened with you and Cato Woods!" One reporter yelled.

"Why was he kissing a blonde girl last week?"

"Can you confirm your split?"

The amount of reporters had doubled in size since the last time Clove had saw them. She didn't even know there were so many tabloids that wanted her story.

"If you stop taking photos for five seconds I might actually be able to speak!" Clove snapped. The flashes died from a blinding glow to a bearable flicker.

"Right." She sighed. "The blonde girl, Glimmer, was my best friend. Cato and I broke up a few months ago because he wanted to move to New York with her instead of me and hook up with her."

"Why?"

"What did he say to you before he left?"

"How did you feel?"

"That's all I have to say." Clove pushed the microphones away, turned on her heel and slammed the front door behind her as she stomped back into the hallway.

"What did you do?"

Clove turned around at the sound of the question. Cato stared at her, a look of horror spread across his face.

"You heard that?" Clove asked. Cato nodded slowly in response.

"Good." Clove hardened that gaze and opened the door for Cato so that he could set about for damage control. Like, she thought, he can actually recover from that.

…

"Hey, Glim-glim." Marvel grinned into the phone.

"Hey, Marv. What's up?" Glimmer's voice came through the speaker, and Marvel couldn't stop smiling. He asked himself everyday how he had managed to land a girl like Glimmer.

"Do I need a reason to call my beautiful girlfriend, or is it just something I can do?" Marvel asked.

"Yes you do, when said beautiful girlfriend is training for her Julliard audition!" Glimmer laughed. Marvel heard the faint sounds of music playing in the background.

"Sorry, baby. I'll-" Marvel never got the chance to finish his sentence. Clove burst into his room and snatched the phone out of his hands.

"Glimmer? It's Clove." Her voice sounded icier than usual, and Marvel gulped as Clove put her on speaker phone.

"Hey Clove! I haven't spoken to you in ages! My calls don't seem to be reaching your phone." Glimmer replied happily.

"That's because I blocked your calls, slut." Clove growled into the phone.

"Hey-" Marvel started, but Clove shot him a deadly glare and he shut up.

"Um, excuse me? Did I do something to you?" Marvel could picture Glimmer, frowning in confusion as she stopped the dance music to listen to Clove.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. Does Marvel?" Clove asked venomously.

"Don't." Glimmer whispered.

"After insisting to me more than once that you didn't go to New York to hook up with Cato, you tried to make out with him in his car. Now you're going back to Marvel because he rejected you." Clove said.

"Did he tell you that? He's lying-"

"Bullshit. The reporters outside my house told me about the kiss, and Cato obviously rejected you or he wouldn't be staying in my guest house!"

Marvel's mouth had formed the perfect 'o'. Glimmer had cheated on him? He struggled to believe it.

"Clove, it's my fault. Don't take it out on Cato. I'm in love with him and I want him to be happy, even if it means he's with you and not me." Glimmer was crying now, Marvel and Clove could both hear it in her voice.

"You're not in love with him, Glimmer. You just think that you are, but in reality you don't even know him. You only think you do because have a shirt with his face on it." Clove scowled, even though Glimmer could not see her.

"You can't say that. I love him." Glimmer insisted.

"I woke up every night with his name on my lips because I've had another dream about him wanting you over me. He's all I think about all day and night, I cried because I thought he wasn't going to ever come back. Now he is back and I keep pushing away from him because of all the shit he put me through, but I still need him. That's what loving Cato is Glim, not putting his face on your wall. I'm done with you." Before she could hang up, Marvel grabbed his phone back.

"We're done, by the way." Marvel snapped, before ending the call and leaving Glimmer in the past.