Hi guys! Sorry I haven't been updating much recently. Just so you know, Iproably won't be updating much over the next few months 'cause I've got theatre camp and I'm starting secondary school! also, K just can't be bothered.
Apologies in advance as this chapter is just a random thing that popped into my mind, feel free to ignore it as it is irrelevant. i just needed some form of story so i wasn't breaking the rules.
Also, I'm considering a summer story. What do ya think?
Caramella Latte, Stupid Brainwashed Capitolite
Another year, another Games, another rush of excitement, another irritatingly tall stack of papers on my desk. Ugh.
Caramella, dearie, I simply adore your fashion sense. In fact, I may or may not have stolen your stylist. Thank you darling, Mistiella Corpha. That woman... hang on, that must be why Calamri left me! Luckily, Polliesta and Shifone stayed by my side. Ah well, you win some you lose some. And I won, 'cause Clamri can't design to save his life. Polliesta is the real stylist, even if she's just a member of my prep team.
To Caramella Latte,
Hiya! I'm Aphrodite-Grace Amelia Birdie Cantaloupe Dionysus Eros Fuchsia Grapevine Honoré Ivy Jaqueline Kayla Lorna Moony Narcissi Ophelia Parthenon Quizzical Rhea Selene Tesla Ursula Vixen Wendi Xylophone Zaria Collesta-Mariette.
I was wondering about dropping the Quizzical from my name, but i thought id ask you cuz your so amazing and your like, my idol. Also, what is wrong with your hair woman?
Yours Sincerely,
Aphrodite-Grace A. B. C. D. E. F. G. H. I. J. K. L. M. N. O. P. (Q.) R. S. T. U. V. W. X. Y. Z. C-M.
Don't even get me started on her name.
All this fan mail...
Ah, the plight of a celebrity!
And I'm out! Sorry for the annoyingness of moi. And K. mostly K.
Can't be bothered to sign off.]
Bye.