He's pretty sure he's heard it all. Capitol parties aren't exactly known for their discretion or restraint (or their lack of pettiness in any regard, for that matter), and the gossip runs as freely as the booze. But District 12 on everyone's lips? Whispered words about Seam kids snapping with a thin line of electric excitement which whips haphazardly from one extreme to the next, reaching every corner of every room?
This is something new.
He hears their names long before he sees their faces for himself. Peeta Mellark. Katniss Everdeen. Tragic lovers? Game players extraordinaire? Victims? Movers and shakers in the Game?
They all look to him for insight, from the ridiculous Capitol girls spilling their drinks all over his arm to Caesar Flickerman, hoping for a sound bite, and he doesn't need to meet the kids from the coal district to know the answer is all of the above...without asking for any of it.
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This is something new.
He hears their names long before he sees their faces for himself. Peeta Mellark. Katniss Everdeen. Tragic lovers? Game players extraordinaire? Victims? Movers and shakers in the Game?
They all look to him for insight, from the ridiculous Capitol girls spilling their drinks all over his arm to Caesar Flickerman, hoping for a sound bite, and he doesn't need to meet the kids from the coal district to know the answer is all of the above...without asking for any of it.
After all, Finnick should know.