Johanna & Barry
"Best random thing ever, in that case." She couldn't help giving him a teasing smirk.
"But me. Uh... Yeah." She shrugged. "Johanna Mason, District 7, Panem. Don't know if you've heard anything about it yet -- I know Finnick's here, I'm sure he's talked about it a little."
She debated with herself a moment. Did she want to spill her story or not. And how much did she want to tell? And then she went for it.
"Panem's kind of fucked up. Government oppression out the ass, basically. We've never had enough, divided into twelve Districts -- let's not forget how the thirteenth one was gotten rid of -- and each one does something different so nobody knows how to do everything." She ran a hand through her hair. "Mine's the logging and lumber District. I've known my way around an axe since I was a toddler."