A.N. Salutations. My thanks to goldie031 and charliesunshine for their reviews. I'm not alone in my knowledge of Miss Marple, it appears.
Disclaimer: If an old lady from St Mary Mead can solve murders, you can figure out wether or not I own this.
I'm from the Capitol. What's my name, you ask? Why should I tell you? It won't matter. You've already judged me just from the first sentence.
Not everyone from the Capitol is in favor of The Hunger Games, but no one knows that. Once I tell you that Im from the Capitol, I'm immediately branded with the majority; rich people who have had to many surgeries and can't live without the Hunger Games.
I don't wear flamboyant clothing. In fact, you probably wouldn't be able to tell that I was from the Capitol if you saw me on the street. I'm not rich, and I need the jobs that I have. I've never once gone through surgery. I don't agree with the President where the Games are concerned.
But why listen to me when you believe I'm just another liar from the Capitol?
A.N. I'm hungry, despite the fact that I ate a 16 oz (approximately) T-bone steak with a baked potato for dinner. You jealous?
FSP
