𝑒𝒻𝒻𝒾ℯ 𓂃𓈒 ﹑ ʚїɞ
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Joined October 2022
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ʿ i like h͟a͟z͟e͟l͟l͟e͟. respect her. the explosion ﹙ … ﹚ took out her husband, leaving her with three boys and a baby due any day. less than a week after giving birth she was out hunting for work.
sing the song. not just any song, but of the fire, what it destroyed, and the people who came together and rebuilt themselves and their home. sing the song of hope.
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+ with built up feelings in unstoppable. and she doesn’t want to be alone. she wants to be alone with 𝒉𝒊𝒎.
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+ wanted to kiss him more. so at the proposal to leave, her head doesn’t hesitate to nod immediately “ i can. i’m ready to go as long as you’re coming home with me. ” she normally wouldn’t say something like that, especially so confident and flirty, but the alcohol mixed +
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+ that she couldn't stop her gaze from flickering down to them. right as he dangerously leaned in to nearly close the distance. the air between them hums, her heart skips multiple beat and a silent breath hitches sharply in her throat. it was a little tease, and she’s never +
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+ hands have stripped away their pretenses and differences. they’re no longer just colleagues, they’re each other's lifeline when the journey gets too rough. real friends that bond more and more everyday. the sharp, knowing smirk on his lips was so devastatingly attractive +
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+ bare tonight. their bond is a jagged thing, forged in a love-hate friction that stems from their polar opposite lives. but the brutal hardships of their roles in the hunger games—the shared trauma, the whispered secrets, and the weight of the lives they've held in their +
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right now, to effie— he 𝐢𝐬 the most handsome prince in the room and the man of her dreams. the capitols glitter and gold is pale in comparison to him. she wants 𝒉𝒊𝒎. with a desperation she no longer cares to hide—and if he needs to hear the words, she is ready to lay them +
how the tables had turned. the fabulous effie trinket clinging onto him like he was her knight in shining armor, the most handsome prince in the room and the man of her dreams. had the booze completely clouded her brain, her senses to make her see that the same man she liked +
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+ loser drunk. and i’m not scared. ” not tonight at least.
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+ scrunches adorably, head gently shaking. “ you’re wrong. . .” she says, her voice straining to carry over the thumping bass of the music. and a small, defiant smirk even tugs at the corner of her mouth, eyes searching his. “ you 𝘢𝘳𝘦 my type. you’re not a +
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+ it’s a calculated, swift, move—partly to pull him into her orbit and partly because the room is getting spinier. so she lets her weight sink into him, anchoring herself to his solid frame. her cheeks are heating up hot pink, practically matching her eyeshadow— and her nose +
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+ fantasy ? he’s 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐲 flirting with her; making a move even. she shouldn't be this steady, but the liquid courage acting as her armor keeps her from being too scared. and now that he’s this close, she jumps at the opportunity and loops her arms around his neck. +
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when his lips graze the lobe of her ear the contact sends a jolt through her body so violently it almost has her visibly shivering. her heart thrashes against her ribs, skipping a beat in a frantic, uneven rhythm. is this actually happening or is the alcohol just painting a +
the high-pitched giggles escaping her plush lips in the same ridiculous capitol accent he was used to suddenly sounded so charming— alluring in a sense that let the world around them stand still, drawing him in like she was a glass of iced whiskey he was addicted to. +
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+ they’ve been through it before, even mentioned it tonight that 𝐲𝐞𝐬— he is a bad influence. and 𝒚𝒆𝒔, he is rubbing off on her. but she’s stopped worrying about it too much, especially tonight. “ maybe i needed just a little bit of bad influence in my life. . .”
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+ naturally leave her lips as she waits for him to come back around, wondering if his eyes have the same sparkle that hers do right now. and they do. he actually seems to be having a decent time. or at least he’s not completely miserable. and that makes her really happy. +
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+ collected. watching him peer around her, it’s not long before she feel little taps against her shoulder like she’s his personal drumset. the sensation tingles against her skin, sending a fresh jolt through the warm lethargy of the drinks. there’s even a few giggles that +
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there’s an undeniable, honeyed charm to being this far gone. usually effie hears the music, but tonight she lets herself become it. the heavy intoxication of the alcohol has stripped away her usual barriers, each of her movements effortless and blurred instead of calculated and +
hah. oh, he definitely wouldn’t let her get away even though the flashing multi-colored lights and the odd sounding pop tunes made him forget why he was second guessing in the first place; admittedly, it wasn’t as horrible as he expected it to be— somehow dancing on this +
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+ consider this 𝘮𝘺 boon from you, a little tax for showing up so late. ”
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