The soft thumping of the tribute train running along the tracks helped lure you into a deep peaceful sleep, something you haven't exactly had the luxury of having since you won the 74th Hunger Games.

In the blink of an eye, you went from fighting for your life in an arena infested with deadly tributes and mutations, to being crowned victor alongside your district partner, Cato Hadley. Considering the trauma you both had endured during your time together in the Hunger Games, it was only natural that you two grew apart, as being around each other only reminded you two of things you didn't want to be reminded of.

Unfortunately, your separation was cut short when the both of you were forced to perform for your upcoming victory tour. The victory tour was an event that would last up to two weeks, and it mainly consisted of touring around Panem for the sake of throwing your joint win in everyone else's faces. Neither of you were up for it, but then again, when was the last time the Capitol showed understanding or sympathy towards the victors of the games?

Frantic knocking on your door woke you from your slumber, causing a frustrated groan to escape your lips. You tried going back to sleep, but once you realized that the knocking wasn't going to stop, you decided to get up and opened the door. When you did, you saw Cato looking scared, almost as if he had seen a ghost. "Move." He grunted, shoving you out of the way roughly. "I don't want to sleep alone tonight." Cato then crashed face first into your mattress, taking up the entire space as he did so. "Deal with it."