Life in district twelve was interesting. After the Katniss incident I grew used to the casual disregard of rules that the people in twelve had, and my life fell into a pattern.

I would usually wander around the streets in the morning, occasionally buy some warm soft white bread and then head to the hob for lunch where I would lean against Sae's stall and make casual conversation with the people passing by, before going to complete my afternoon duties. It was an alright life, much easier and much less work than I thought it was going to be.

Though my life was going well, I became painfully aware that while I always had a warm bed and plenty of food to eat, most people didn't. It wasn't uncommon to see children or even adults walking around with threadbare clothes hanging off of their skinny frames. In fact, with most of the people in the seam you could quite easily count their ribs even through their clothes. I was lucky in that regard, that while what I'd had growing up wasn't the rich caviar or even the rich beef that some of the kids in my school had had, I'd at least had something to eat. That unfortunately didn't seem to be the case here.

The poverty of the district I suppose was something you got used to. As was the quiet apparently, as there wasn't a single car in the Whole district. Coming from district two, district twelve was a shock to the system

Most of the people in the Hob were from the seam. They were the people that the black market was created for. It was rare you would catch merchants in the hob, as they could usually afford to pay for what they needed at the shops in the town, but the odd one did come in for something you couldn't get there, or something you didn't want the whole district finding out about.

There was an unspoken don't ask don't tell policy in the hob, and gossipers were dealt with harshly.

In my first few months I didn't see Katniss all that much, but I was glad that when I did see her she was a lot more comfortable with me.

"You know I bet a couple of those rabbits are worth only one of my kisses." I say and she freezes up, startled.

Sae snorts and as Katniss relaxes she raises her eyebrows at me not sure what to do. I smirk and wink letting her know I didn't really mean it and after the first few times she replies with an equally witty comment of her own, although the first time this happens I'm thrown and left scrambling for a remark just as worthy, but in the end I just tip my head towards her, indicating that she won that round.

It becomes a thing between us, she comes and trades with Sae, I flirt, she rebuffs me and then she goes home. I'm not sure when it turns into something more, when she changes from just a person in the hob that amuses me to someone I care about.

Its a somewhat tentative friendship, if you can even call it that. In truth it's more like an acquaintanceship, but I'll take what I can get. I never realised how lonely this job would be, how I would crave normal human contact, just a normal conversation really that didn't involve me taking orders or giving them. It's probably why I look forward to seeing her every Sunday, why I find myself visiting the hob religiously, because any bit of happiness in this tired and overworked district is something to treasure.

It's because of this religious pilgrimage to the hob every Sunday, that I notice one week when she doesn't come.

"Wonder where Katniss is today?" I say looking around the hob for her.

Sae doesn't seem bothered as she replies "maybe hasn't caught anythin' today or hasn't been. That Hawthorne woman has been lookin' like she was 'bout to pop for a while, maybe she finally has."

I raise my eyebrows at her questioningly, wondering what the pregnant wife of the only other hunter in the district had to do with Katniss.

Sae sees my expression and chuckles,"she's probably helping out."

I gesture for her to continue but she just shakes her head and goes back to stirring the stew. "Fifth one that one, got kids comin' out their ears."

I can tell that I'm not going to get anymore out of her today but it gets me thinking about how much I actually know about Katniss. Sure, I know that she spends Sunday morning hunting illegally and comes into the hob and then town shortly afterwards, but I've never thought of what she did outside if that.

I mean, I know she has at least one parent because she's not in the group home and that she goes to school during weekdays because it's mandatory in all districts up to the age of 18. But other than that, I haven't really thought about it. I guess to me she's always just been the girl that hunts and I've never really thought she did anything else, until now that is.

It's stupid I realise, to think she didn't have a life outside of hunting. Maybe next time when she comes in I'll ask her. Although if there's one thing I do know about Katniss, is that she's a very secretive person, so finding out more about her might be harder than it sounds.