Whiskey lullaby [gaby/ems]

[Sleepy Fluttershy]

♡Aloes Lumiere♡

The first day of the Olympics turned out to be pretty tiring. The jump was okay, but my muscles still hurt a bit, because I probably tried too hard in the Discus throw. However, it's still amazing that I can show what I'm capable of, compete with people from other districts and it feels really good to know I didn't place last, though my performance was far from perfect.

I really need to blow off steam and think it over. And there is only one way to do it: jogging. Right after the competitions are over, I take a long run around the Olympic village. The good thing is - no one pays much attention to me. It's just brilliant, because I'm really in need of some alone time.

I can still hear all the horrible noise, the cheering of the crowds is like a nagging melody in my ears. Even with people everywhere, it's far more peaceful and quiet here. I still feel a little dizzy, but it is much better than three hours earlier and the headache I had is vanishing slowly. The wind is blowing in my face, the smell of the ocean settles my nerves down and I run faster and faster just for this feeling to last longer.

I wonder if I'll make any friends from other districts. I don't know if it's even possible for me to find my family members in this crowd. The village is probably not a place for relationships. Maybe I will make a few acquaintances, but just for fun. I only have to remember to act cool and never forget to start speaking in time, and everyone I meet is going to like me.

Speaking of fun, I have to stop racing around like mad and go hang out somewhere, if I'm going to talk to anyone at all. I noticed a bar while I was jogging. I should probably spend an evening there. I rush to the room, where I'm staying and change into my casual outfit: a light blue shirt, which matches my eyes and a brown mini-skirt, which just looks quite good on me. Now I'm ready for any conversation in the world. I go out again and try to find the bar. It is hard to remember where I saw it first, but finally I manage to find it again. I open the door, enter the bar and look around. So many people... Too many for me, maybe. But I mustn't give up. I put myself together and look around again. Not a single soul I know. Only random people, I don't even know from which district they are. I bet I look pretty lost, but I need to keep calm.

[Knuckles]

Odysseus Eighteen | Male | District Two

I know I'm a mess and I wanna be someone
Someone that I like better
I can never forget
So don't remind me of it forever

The first day of the Olympics was a success in his eyes, and Odysseus couldn't wait to get out and celebrate his success. But it was a bittersweet moment. It took every ounce of strength remaining inside his giant body to not break down sobbing. Mason and Orion should've had the chance to come participate in the Olympic games, but the hunger games stole them away. One was reaped, and the other volunteered, and Odysseus struggled to forgive Orion for throwing his life away. Yet he couldn't hold a grudge, or keep the anger bubbling inside because he threw his own life away. But that wasn't why he was here. Odysseus yearned for a chance to redeem himself in the eyes of his family, and perhaps find a reason to live.

A soft sigh fell from his lips as he walked through the crowded village. Constant chatter roared through his ears with every step. People chatting among themselves about nothing in particular. For a while Odysseus just stood still trying to listen on, but he quickly realized the gossip wasn't worth his time and moved on.

Music blasted through the doors of the open bar on the corner of the street. It immediately caught his attention making the eighteen year old freeze. Normally, he wouldn't go into a bar, but his day was a cause for a celebration, yet he had to be careful because one wrong move could land him back into the middle of the detention center inside a cell he was too tall for.

All the tables were taken as far his eyes could see, but after walking through, he found one that was open. His mind fought a battle with itself trying to gather the information between right and wrong. But this was the Olympics, and he couldn't push himself away from experiencing all district four had to offer.

But on the other hand, it was a simple task to just walk out of the bar and pretend like nothing had ever happened, but Odysseus wanted to celebrate. He wanted to move forward. He worked hard today, and he needed something to reward himself with.

So instead of leaving, he walked over to the one open table, claiming it as his own. And that was when his eyes landed on a girl who obviously had no idea what she was doing, and probably hadn't been into a bar before. A soft smile twisted across his face as he strutted towards her. "You look like you could use help." He muttered quietly behind her. "Is there anything I could assist you with? I've heard the drinks district four make are worth dying for."

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[Sleepy Fluttershy]

♡Aloes Lumiere♡

Keep calm... It wasn't that easy when everyone around knew each other and paid no attention to me whatsoever. I was okay with it, but my popular Career side wasn't. I just had to find myself a friend or someone else to spend the time with instead of acting like a loser in the corner. The only problem was: I didn't know where to start.

It was too loud for me to concentrate on the problem at hand, and there were too many people whom I didn't know (And, honestly, didn't want to know). I wasn't even sure if I liked any of them. I gripped my glass tightly and took another sip of water. I couldn't walk out and I didn't know how to make my stay more interesting.

"You look like you could use help". I heard someone mutter these words right behind my back. A little startled, I turn around and look at the person with surprise. Yes, indeed I need help, but how on earth did he notice? I don't like looking like I need something, so I try to add a little more confidence to my face, but have no idea if it worked out.

"Is there anything I can assist you with?" While the boy speaks, I try to observe him thoroughly and notice, how tall he is. He's also very nice and by this I don't only mean handsome or good-looking, I think how generous and wonderful of him it was to note my presence at the bar. But I have to stop staring and thinking this instant! Time to say something. This is my last chance to have a marvellous evening in district four...

"I've heard the drinks district four makes are worth dying for." Oh, no. How can I be cool and refuse to drink at the same time? Still, I have to refuse, because I know that, when it comes to the drinks, water is the only option for me. How awkward. But I try not to show it and KEEP CALM. I should write these words on my forehead or make a tattoo with them someday to finally remember them. It's hard to think so fast and say the right thing in the end.

I smile in a charming way, like I always do while speaking, and respond politely: "Thank you, but I have a drink already". After a moment of hesitation I add: "But... I could actually use some good company, because it's rather boring to sit here alone...". Come on, be calm, be cool, be a proud district one Career! I raise my right eyebrow a little bit and go on: "Do you mind joining me for the evening?". Phew, the hard part is over. I smile again and look at the boy in a friendly way, while my heart is pulsing in the ears and water boils in my stomach, because I know he can refuse, and I'll be left alone here, and my whole evening will turn into a nightmare, a total disaster, a celebration of loneliness.

[Knuckles]

Odysseus Eighteen | Male | District Two

I know I'm a mess and I wanna be someone
Someone that I like better
I can never forget
So don't remind me of it forever

Whispers buzzed through his ears as his eyes locked on the girl standing in front of him. It didn't matter that people were gathered around celebrating the festivities district four was putting on. All Odysseus cared about was sitting down and having a drink to celebrate his round one victories in the fencing challenge. But her lips were sealed, and his desire to find someone to enjoy a night of drinking with was slowly blowing away. Looking into her eyes, he knew she wasn't comfortable, and it made him want to turn around and walk away. But who wouldn't be comfortable near a guy who towers over most of the people standing inside the bar?

He hated his height most of the time. It made for terrible time especially when fighting because he had more targets for people to aim at, and when he fell, the ground was harder than he imagined. But he was who he was, and nobody could change it. He was Odysseus Hammerfell-Alezander, yet he wasn't worthy of carrying only the Hammerfell last name. He was only half a name, and sometimes the weight was too much to carry.

"Thank you, but I have a drink already."

He felt his heart sink into the black hole growing larger inside his stomach. All his attempts of trying to make a friend flew away in the blink of an eye. Was it worth his time to keep trying when nobody wanted to be around him? It was as though he had the word criminal tattooed on his forehead, but the word wasn't there. A mistake has turned him away from everything he thought was right. A mistake has turned him into the worlds most wanted man, and every single person pushed him away.

"But... I could actually use some good company, because it's rather boring to sit here alone..."

The corners of his lips twisted into a grin, and soon he flashed his teeth for anyone nearby to see. At least he wouldn't drink alone. But before he could say a word, the girl spoke once more -

"Do you mind joining me for the evening?" Odysseus watched the smile twist across her face, and he hoped it they could chat over a drink without any worry in the world. But he wasn't sure. His smile went away, and he turned around looking at the table he claimed for himself.

"Yeah, I can join you. I have a table already. It's over there." He pointed towards the one empty table with his drink waiting for him. With a shrug of his shoulders, he strutted towards his table before sitting down. It wasn't the gentleman thing to do, but he wasn't on a date, and the formalities didn't apply.

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[Sleepy Fluttershy]

♡Aloes Lumiere♡

I think I've disappointed the boy by refusing a drink. But I really don't have any intention to get drunk in the very beginning of the Olympics. Sorry, mate, but there's no changing it. I was pretty sure he didn't want to be friends with me anymore after I said that. But surprisingly, he grinned widely, when I asked for company... Maybe I'm not having fun alone, after all...


I really couldn't get what he was thinking about, or what he was going to answer. One moment he was smiling and the next moment he wasn't... Was he being nervous?


"Yeah, I can join you. I have a table already. It's over there." He is definitely not a talker. I watched him turn away and strut towards his table. I took my glass and followed him awkwardly. Something just didn't feel right about having to change a table... And only then I realised that it was usually the guys who had to sit with me, I don't remember a single day when I had to go anywhere. Ok, that was not really polite, but I don't care. These two tables look similar to me anyway. And what are the formalities for? It's not even a date, just a nice chat in the bar.

I sat down and smiled again. "It's a nice table you've got here" What a silly thing to say! What am I thinking about? Act cool and confident, will you? And stop speaking to yourself! I felt that scolding myself and being critical wouldn't make me any better, but I did it anyway. I do it all the time...

Ok, now I really have to say something nice, cleverI and polite. "Sorry I forgot to introduce myself, by the way. I'm Aloes, but I go by "Al" most of the time. Like the short from Albert, you know... And what's your name?" That sounds way better than my previous phrase. Ok, I did this. I made the first step. Now I just have to make sure I don't forget to smile.