The seventh floor

I walked through the entrance in the elevator, my eyes on the ground, ignoring all the fancy furnitures and stuff. It meant nothing, all of these would disappear, the only thing left here was the grief and pain of all those dead teens. I was pushed in the room with the girl but walked straight in my room. Before going in though, I paused.

"Just cause"I replied and entered the room, locking the door behind me

When I left the bathroom, I saw the girl on my bed, asleep. I sighed and sat and watched her for a while. Who did she remind me of so much? Why couldn't I find it? I snapped out of my thoughts as she started turning around, clearly in discomfort. I stood up and made her a glass of fresh water, letting it on my bedside table before walking outside. It was evening and the sky was dark already so I sat on the window seat and stared at the city, bright with the colorful lights. I heard a door close but didn't look up, knowing it'd be the girl. Our mentor was still nowhere to be seen.

"You can take my bed, all you need to do is ask"I said sarcastically and grinned

Errik walked up the stairs in the tribute tower. He stopped at the seventh floor, and entered the room. The house looked exactly the same. Errik walked through the rooms, and made his way to the kitchen. He was hungry from the long ride from district 7 to the capitol. He opened the fridge and grabbed a fruit cup and a tube of yoghurt, and then walked to the living room and sat down to start eating.

"Yes, we do. You talk in your sleep"I told her before standing ip and moving to a chair in front of our mentor, who completely ignored us by now."So. We are listenibg"I told him and waited

"So I guess I'm supposed to mentor you." Errik said, not really showing any interest. "How about, stay alive, and dont get caught." He continued. This would be Errik's third year as a mentor, he hadnt produced a victor yet, and he was beginning to get tired of the whole thing. Errik stood up and grabbed a bottle of wine that was displayed in the wine cabinet, He poured himself a glass and began to drink.

"Wow, how clever. I definitely couldn't think of that myself. I'm going training"I spat sarcastically and escaped the small appartnent

Errik watched as the tributes walked out on him, angry and upset. Probably at him, but he didnt really notice. Errik finished his glass of wine, and poured himself another one. He walked into the kitchen and looked through the fridge for something to eat. Errik grabbed some sandwich meat and two pieces of bread, and started to make himself some lunch.