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Cinna:
Was this a coincidence? Did I just loose it or did someone take it? Did Snow... but how? They couldn't know what he had planned with Katinss' wedding dress. How could they? They could look at every piece of paper and into every sketchbook in the whole studio, the only one that had the black mockingjay dress in it was in my bag and never left out of sight. Maybe i was overexaggragating. It was just a feather. I probably opened my sketchbook and it fell out or something like that... „Cinna? Are you alright?". Nymeria had entered the Studio behind me and ripped me out of my thoughts. Again without my notion. „uh yes. Yeah, all good." I didn't want her to worry about this. „Are you sure?" she scanned me. „Yes. Sure" I laughed and hoped she's just drop it. „You look kinda..."She was searching for the right word and i used that moment to shut her up with a kiss. „I'm ok." I assured her. „a little tired but other than that." I pointed to the huge TV screen „relieved. They look amazing." Nyms eyes rested on the screen for a while. „They really do. But some other costumes look pretty cool too. Renns' looks kind of funky." Renn was the male tribute for District 5. for the second time. I didn't know how he and Nym became friends but she had that weird something about her that everyone just kinda got along with her. He was a decent guy. Sometimes i found him a little strange but over all I liked him. Especially since the rebellion struck roots we've been working together from time to time. He wore a futuristic looking body suit with mirrors on it. I didn't know what that had to do with technology but it made an impression for sure. „It does. But look at Joanna." I chuckled. I had met her only once but she was defiantly the most eccentric girl i had ever gotten to have a conversation with. And she did not look happy in her tree costume. „she might start the bloodbath early." Nym said dry. „however, we're invited to dinner." I looked at her with confusion. „My mom and...him." Nym answered, reading the question off of my face. „I don't know why. I mean my mom loves you and probably just wants to spent time with us but she knows that i try avoid Wellsbee. Especially since i know that i don't have to feel bad for my distaste against him." The guy who raised or rather did not raise Nymeria. A senator. And he wanted us over for dinner. The night before the Flickerman interview. „Do you want to go or should I tell my mom that we cant make it?" „I think we should go. But i need to finish up this dress! So much to do..." „So little time." She finished my sentence. „I actually have some work to do too. And I want to talk to Renn and Finnick before they spend the rest of the day in the training center. Will you be here all day?" „I...just...can you pick me up at my place?" „Sure. I'll be there at 6ish." She smiled and dashed off. For a moment I felt like this was not the 3rd Quarter Quell. Like this was just a normal day. Not the start of a rebellion. Then I ripped myself out of my thoughts and got to work.
~that evening~
Nymeria:
I opened the door to Cinnas flat. „Hey. I'm here" I said coming in. „I'll be done in a second." he shouted out of the living room. And really, two seconds later he stumbled into the entrance hall and grabbed his jacket from the coat rack. „Hey!" he smiled a little tired and hugged me. „Hey. How are you?" „Tired. It was a crazy day. I finished and checked the wedding dress for tomorrow night and then Plutarch called and kept me and Haymitch busy forever." „Are you sure you want to go over to my moms then? If you need some rest..." „Shush! We're going! You're not using me as an excuse because you don't wanna see Mr. Senator." „Is it that obvious?". „yes!" He laughed linking his fingers with mine, dragging me out of the door. It was a silent drive to my mothers house. Cinna seemed caught up in his thoughts and I didn't want to interrupt. I figured that in his thoughts he was already at the Flickerman interview tomorrow night. He had worked so hard on the beautiful wedding gown for Katniss. It was pretty genius of him to put her into a wedding dress for that day. The people would go mad. And hopefully get mad at the capitol for sending her and Peeta back to killing each other. Maybe someone would wake up and realize how mad all this was. I parked in front of my old home and we excited the car. I hadn't seen my Moms husband in weeks. It was going to be awful. „You'll be alright" Cinnas calming voice whispered behind me. „It's just a family dinner. You look like you're about to eat with Snow himself." „well, close enough" I stated.
Cinna:
„Hey Honey!" Eva walked up on us, as we entered the house. „Hi, Mom" Nym gave her mother a hug. „Cinna!" she had such a wide smile on her face that i couldn't but return it. She was the most friendly, loving person on this planet. „Hey Eva! It's good to see you." I smiled at her and she already pulled me into a warm embrace. „Implyed!" she laughed. „How are you, my dear? Your costumes for the parade today were A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. Outstanding Cinna, you are such a talented young man." „oh dear, thank you so much." I replied a little flattered. She smiled happily and turned to her daughter. „Your dad is in the living room, dinner will be ready in just a minute." With that she rushed back into the kitchen. „Awesome.." Nym mumbled. „Hey," I hugged her from behind „he is not.." „If you're about to say:'not that bad' i will punch you." she whispered. „Ok i won't." I grinned and let go of her to hang up our coats. Then we entered the living room. „Ahhh, good evening children." Nyms 'adoptive' fathers voice snarred from one of the sofas. „Hey Dad." I could almost hear the distate in Nyms voice. Almost. She was such a great actress sometimes. „Hey Mr. Wellsbee." I said courtusly. „I hope you're doing good?" „Very well Cinna, thank you for asking." His voice had an unpleasent linger. But maybe i just interpreted that into it because i didn't like him that much..."Nym!" Evas voice shouted out of the Kitchen. „Could you give me a Hand real quick please?" Nym rolled her eyes „I'll be right back." she said and went to help her mother.
I couldn't help but feel somewhat uncomfortable all of a sudden. Not only because I was alone in a room with Senator Wellsbee but also because he starred at me with a deciteful look. Slowly he got up from the sofa and walked towards me. „So, boy. Your costumes were really nice in todays Tribute Parade. I mean they were kind of last year but still. Nice work." „Thank you, sir" where was this heading? „do you have anything special planned for Tomorrows interview?" He stood in front of me now and I noticed that he looked a little bit like a rat. „You don't want me to ruin the surprise for you, do you?" I said gritty. „Dinner's ready!" I heard Nyms voice from the dining room. „I advise you to reconsider your 'surprise', lad." he spat, reaching for my right hand. As he spoke he placed something in my hand and passed me to enter the dining room. I was disturbed. When I opened my hand and looked at the tiny thing resting in my palm i shivered. There was it. My tiny black feather.