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thecapitol2013-03-07 06:59 pm
setfires) wrote in thecapitol2013-03-07 06:59 pm
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sleep over
Who| Cinna and limited OPEN
What| Cinna invites people to sleep over at his home.
Where| Cinna's little two bedroom apartment.
When| The first night after District 12 Suite's destruction.
Warnings/Notes| None yet.
Cinna still lived in the apartment he had grown up in. His mother had passed away and he had taken it over. It was safe compared to other places in the Capitol. He had a decent income as a Stylist, but he spent most of it paying off the debt that had gotten him through school and purchasing materials. His furniture and electronics were a little more modern, having been upgraded from the things his mother had had a few years ago, but it was mostly covered by fabric rolls and sketch books. It wasn't really a "mess" so much as cluttered with ideas, much like his mind could be at times.
The small apartment had two bedrooms, one that had been converted to a work room. The items that had originally been designated from the work room had spilled over into the rest of the apartment. There were sketches on the walls of each of the District 12 Tributes and a variety of designs he had in mind for them. There were pieces of fabric and little inventions that would help him bring life to his work.
When he opened the room for the Tributes he frowned a bit. "I'm sorry for the mess," he commented before moving some of the items into his work room to clear enough floor space for them to sleep. He cleared off the couch and managed to get the space to look half-way decent.
Once that was done he smiled at them all and offered to get something to drink.
What| Cinna invites people to sleep over at his home.
Where| Cinna's little two bedroom apartment.
When| The first night after District 12 Suite's destruction.
Warnings/Notes| None yet.
Cinna still lived in the apartment he had grown up in. His mother had passed away and he had taken it over. It was safe compared to other places in the Capitol. He had a decent income as a Stylist, but he spent most of it paying off the debt that had gotten him through school and purchasing materials. His furniture and electronics were a little more modern, having been upgraded from the things his mother had had a few years ago, but it was mostly covered by fabric rolls and sketch books. It wasn't really a "mess" so much as cluttered with ideas, much like his mind could be at times.
The small apartment had two bedrooms, one that had been converted to a work room. The items that had originally been designated from the work room had spilled over into the rest of the apartment. There were sketches on the walls of each of the District 12 Tributes and a variety of designs he had in mind for them. There were pieces of fabric and little inventions that would help him bring life to his work.
When he opened the room for the Tributes he frowned a bit. "I'm sorry for the mess," he commented before moving some of the items into his work room to clear enough floor space for them to sleep. He cleared off the couch and managed to get the space to look half-way decent.
Once that was done he smiled at them all and offered to get something to drink.
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Still, she smiled at him. Clearly, Cinna could get away with a lot more than most others.
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She knew people in the Capitol partied all the time. Clubs and partying, she head the prep team chattering about it all the time. But it didn't seem like something Cinna would be into.
"...out where?"
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She was stuck here. She might as well see what there was to enjoy. beyond what Effie deemed acceptable.
"Sure. Why not."
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"I haven't explored much. That could be...nice."
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