Room 403 | Friday Afternoon
School week over with, Peeta headed back to his room to read the few bits of mail he had managed to get from home. Mail between the districts was strictly forbidden but messages were passed directly through 12 often enough. Michetta had sent letters on a whim and they somehow reached Fandom through some sort of magic or system that Peeta didn't even want to begin to figure out.
Not much news from home, it seemed, but Michetta did remind Peeta that this year's Reaping was to be held soon. Peeta wasn't really looking forward to it, but he'd show up. Even if there was a way to avoid being put in the lottery, he would want to be there to support his two brothers if they got chosen to play in the Games. Tomorrow he'd go down to the school's computer lab and arrange travel with Portolocity in order to get back home by the first of June.
Right now, however, he was going to tuck the letter aside in his side table and open up a book he had gotten from the library. He was told it was a classic of this era but it made him more than a bit uncomfortable.
[Door and post are open]
Not much news from home, it seemed, but Michetta did remind Peeta that this year's Reaping was to be held soon. Peeta wasn't really looking forward to it, but he'd show up. Even if there was a way to avoid being put in the lottery, he would want to be there to support his two brothers if they got chosen to play in the Games. Tomorrow he'd go down to the school's computer lab and arrange travel with Portolocity in order to get back home by the first of June.
Right now, however, he was going to tuck the letter aside in his side table and open up a book he had gotten from the library. He was told it was a classic of this era but it made him more than a bit uncomfortable.
[Door and post are open]