Personal Talks

Errik had a glass of wine in his hand, and was laying on the couch, watching TV. The tributes were currently out of the house training hard. He didnt really feel motivated to give them any advice. He was really depressed and very angry at his past. He couldnt deal with being a mentor, or dealing with the games any more.

I walked in the elevator of the Tribute Tower after lunch. I would continue training tomorrow, for now I just wanted to enjoy my last peaceful moments of life. I was so deep in thought that I didn't notice the body on the couch until I faced it, and it belonged to my mentor, Errik. Funny, a 15 year old was supposed to give advice for life or death situations on a 17 year old? Still, he knew. He lived the pain and suffered first-hand. He may have won, but he was the only true loser.

"Hey"I sighed as I sat on the couch facing him

Errik looked up when someone walked into the living room. It was Jasper, the male tribute from district seven, the one he was supposed to mentor. Jasper sat down on the couch on the other side of the room. Errik sat up, and tried to look interested. "Hey, how did training go today?" He asked.

I raised and eyebrow and sighed."Don't act like you don't know the feeling, it sucked. How is drinking yourself to oblivion going?"I asked back, slightly sarcastic, but I couldn't hold back