[open] CATCH ALL

[reallynow]

Who| ALL Y'ALL it's a ho down
What| A catch-all reaction log for the plot developments. Saves you from making 5 logs each tbh.
Where| All around the place
When| During and post lock down, 3am~ sunday onward
WARNINGS| Panicking, talk of murder and violence. Singing the songs of panem.

When things like THIS and THIS are going down it's probably a good time to touch base with one another. Face caressing, crying and meaningful stares abound as the Tributes and Staff drag their knuckles hopelessly in an effort to figure out what the fresh hell is going on.

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[reallynow]

"I don't doubt some of these people do, but I can't deal with Joel and all my other tributes without the fruitiest cocktail I can find and a lemon slice." Damn, he's making himself hungry. This was not the intention.

"Who the hell brings peacekeepers and escorts to a date? They're awful at parties, unless their suits are nice and tight." He taps his chin thoughtfully. "I'm flattered that you trust me, I'll put on my best face for you."

[molotov]

"I don't know how you're doing it without a gallon of grain alcohol and a shotgun." Her smile is a joking one though, and she reaches out to tweak his cheek as she slides off her barstool. "I look forward to it. I'm going to try and get some more sleep before I need to head to the training center. Got about an hour before I need to be up. Tomorrow night, Miss Jolie."

[reallynow]

Trey smiles in return, even more so when Molotov reaches out to tweak his cheek like he's some baby queen and not a grown-ass man. It earns her a faint snort and an eye roll, but he lets it slide.

"Sleep well! Don't want you looking like trash for our date." He waves airily, already looking forward to this little shindig.