by Snow Eevee » Sun Mar 25, 2012 10:12 am
Morning. Vicky heard Effie baning on the door, claiming it was another 'Big, big day,' and she groaned. Today, she was to be thrown into an arena with twenty three others who would be bent on killing her. Great. Rolling out of bed, she showered and dressed in the outfit laid out for her, then opened the door and headed for breakfast.
Attention to all my friends: I'm sorry, but I am quitting Chicken Smoothie. I'm just... I'm just done.