Sorry this took me so long! I started writing this a few weeks ago but then stopped to write my PiP story. This is a little bit different than the prompt, but the main idea is still absolutely there. It got away from me a little too, so it’s technically about the size of 30 drabbles if you go by the 100 words = a drabble belief lol.
This “drabble” is NSWF.
Katniss wasn’t one for birthday parties. In fact, she’d spent most of her life worming her way out of having them at all. She didn’t like the attention, she didn’t like making anyone feel obligated to buy her a present, and a room full of people on a day where all eyes would be on her was bound to wear her down fast.
So why had she let Johanna and Madge talk her into throwing a twenty-first birthday celebration at their apartment?
They were persuasive, that’s why. While Madge whined in that high-pitched squeal that always weaseled an extra fifty bucks from her father during their weekly phone call, Johanna prattled on about Katniss grabbing her twenty-first birthday by the balls and squeezing. After that, throwing a birthday party didn’t seem like such a big deal if it’d just shut them up.
But now, in the stuffy and crowded apartment that already reeked of stale beer and cheap deodorant, Katniss was starting to second-guess her choice to throw a party. The once small guest list had somehow multiplied like a fungus. She didn’t even recognize half of the people there. And where had Madge and Johanna gone? She tried to stay close to them, and she’d been successful most of the night up until now.
in study period today a guy sitting next to me was reading mockingjay and he kinda just whispered what the fuck to himself
and then again, a lil more angrily, what the fUCK
And he flicked back about seven or so pages and then went back to his spot and went ‘no’
and I know exactly which fuckin part he was reading lemme tell u