Vick was standing in front of a white door. She was fidgeting her fingers and biting her lips from time to time. She rubbed viciously her silky and silver hair as she waited for someone inside that room.
'Is he going to get out soon? Why I am feeling so... so uneasy? I thought that I was ready for this, but I am not. I am definitely not! Hmmm... I cannot stop fidgeting. I am restless.'
Her nervousness was something surreal at that point. She was waiting in front of that door for a long time.
'When is he going to do it? Is he still feeling uneasy as well? But it was his freaking decision in the end!'
The new Queen of District 42 didn't feel like that even in her coronation. Actually, when that time came, she was rather calm and composed as if she was born prepared for that task.
'This wait... the events that will happen next... Even gaining the right to command an entire District and represent it seems to be small in comparison...'
