you fought very had in the games, miss everdeen. but they were games. would you like to be in a real war?
the odds are never in our favor
"The way I see it, if you’re gonna build a time machine into a car, why not do it with some style?"
Dad always said this town could wreck a person. It’s what happens when you’re playing a rigged game. I convinced myself ‘winning’ meant getting out, but in what world do you get to leave the ring and declare victory? This is where I belong. In the fight. It’s who I am. I’ve rolled around in the mud for so long, wash me clean and I don’t recognise myself. So, how about I just accept the mud, and the tendency I have to find myself rolling in it? My name’s Veronica, and I’m an addict. Hello, Veronica.