The Games would be over soon and he would finally be able to go home. A relief it would be. For now though he’d have to deal with a few more days, but it could always be worse.
Jenner was making his way to the lounge. No other Victors were in sight, which was slightly odd (must be his lucky day), until he stepped into the room. The only other person in there was Freya, the one the Capitol had started speculating that he may have fathered her child. Ha. Like that would happen. It had not been a story that he had been thrilled to read. Oh, the stupidity of the Capitolites.
“Freya,” he replied and then waved away her comment. “Not at all. After all it’s just that: a rumor, nothing more. I’m doing well, thank you.” He finally returned her smile with his own half-hearted one. “And how are you?”