itsclovebitches:

itsclovebitches:

cato-district2:

itsclovebitches:

cato-district2:

itsclovebitches:

cato-district2:

itsclovebitches:

what’s up? you should come over sometime!

I could do that, Clove. Sure I could… ;)

*laughs* good ;)

So, what are you up to? Anything…

Cool! I’m working on the same thing except with knives…. *goes to gym to meet Cato*

As he waited for the other Distirct 2 girl to meet him, the brutish Cato carefully picked a slender spear into his hands, the pads of his fingers brushing against the wood. With a determined scowl, he raised it above his head, pushing his body weight behind his lunge. As he did, the muscles in his upper arms rippled slightly, a singular bead of sweat dripping from his forehead. His body tensed at a sudden noise. An opening of a door. Swiftly, he span round, cocking his head. “I didn’t think you’d come so soon.” A smile spreading across his face as he spoke smoothly. “Please. Join me.”