food is the answer to life.

ミTristan Planksミ

Tristan was getting a little bit hungry, and decided to go to the Lunch Room to grab some food. Hopefully, the capitol's food isn't as repulsive as it usually tasted to the male since he wasn't use to the almost perfect outcomes of their meals. It was a good thing that he didn't know many people, because he wanted some time to himself to think about the tributes these games. Few of them seemed a little bit trustworthy, but, some of them he had this special... Special mood of some sorts when he was around them, like they were destined to be allies.

With a sigh, Tristan shook his head. Even though there was only one more day left of training, he was too ahead of himself. But, he didn't come to the lunch room to think about allies, right? Pfft. Tristan came here for food, in which his case-- food is the answer to life. After grabbing a drink along with some salad and a sandwich, he sat down at a table alone. There were a few others inside the room, but none of them seemed interesting. For now, it was only Tristan and his food.

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