tw; since it is based off the hunger games, there will definitely be death, implied death, gore, and blood. there will also be mentions of vomit, alcohol, and more. expect it all. this will also contain non-canon ships and headcanons. the day that begun it, the day of tragedy. it always starts off normal, katniss was out and about, most likely going to hunt. it was illegal, but its what kept them fed no matter how many close calls have happened. except this day was different. of course, this has nothing to do with her getting caught. but primrose everdeen knew what day it was. the tension was high in the air, and the grimness inside the barbed wires of district 12 was clearer than ever. all the people were scrambling about, trying to prepare for it. what is it, you may ask? the reaping. the reaping was where all names were put in a bowl, separated by gender, and one was picked from each of the containers. a 13-year-old like prim had a low chance of getting picked, but she was scared for her sister, katniss. she loved katniss with all her heart, even though she was a bit pushy, she knew that katniss knew what was good for her. primrose's sister was often entering her name more times then needed because if you do that, you get food for your families. that was the basic idea of it anyway. primrose was often helping her mother with medical work, though she yearned to be helping her sister hunt and feed the family, prim wasn't the best at it. her mother's bed creaked as prim silently placed her feet on the cold, wooden floors. the boards would make noise as prim tip-toed into the kitchen, looking for left over cheese. it was only a little bit, so she should probably wait for katniss to get back to share it with her sibling. primrose went back into the room, slipping on a rather small yet formal white t-shirt. her cacky shorts were a bit tight, but thankfully clean due to her mother doing laundry the day before. cramming her feet into shoes that barely fit, primrose tied the laces and looked at herself in a tall mirror that stood in her mother's bedroom. something was missing from the outfit. searching drawers, she finally found her favorite pin. it was a beautiful golden-colored, shiny pin that katniss got her as a gift when primrose was fairly young. it had a mockingjay with an arrow on it that gleamed in the sun. fastening it on her collared, button-up shirt, the pin brought the outfit together. just as she was finishing, the door to the house swung open as heavy, stomping boots filled the small place primrose called home. " katniss? " prim called, leaning backward to peak out the room. " i'm here, prim. " the dark-haired teenager confirmed. primrose hurried out the room to greet her sister, bounding up to her. " what'd you catch? " she questioned in an enthusiastic tone, prim's stomach giving a quiet grumble. " just a rabbit, i brought home a couple strawberries as well. " katniss said warmly, placing the goods on the kitchen table. " the rest was sold to the market. " " great! there's a bit of cheese left, so i'll dish something up. " primrose responded, trying to sound enthusiastic. the truth was, she was scared for the reaping, as there was a pit of worry in prim's stomach as if something bad was going to happen. - end
the song has nothing to do w/ it, just a vibe
