Johanna sat on her new bed for the first time trying to ignore the sound of running water as her new roommate showered in the attached room. As she sat there she unconsciously stroked her head, a habit she had formed after the capitol shaved it, although thankfully it was growing back quickly. She took in her new surroundings, her new 'home', it was basic, two beds, a set of draws, one for Katniss and one for herself. Uncrossing her legs she stepped off the bed and wandered over to the two identical draws, she opened the top one already knowing what it contained; her second set of clothes and a single set of night wear issued by District 13, that was it, nothing personal, nothing from her home district just the same clothes that everyone else owned. She her axe of course, the new one that Beetee had helped craft and perfect for her when he heard that she was alive, but it was stored with the rest of the weapons and whilst she was forced to wear this 'mentally disorientated' band it was so out of reach to her that it may as well not exist.

She shut her draw hiding the lack of sentiment and personality, without thinking she opened the draw Katniss had taken, unsure of what to expect, but hoping for the same contents of her draw as a way to comfort her that not everyone felt their life experiences had to be contained in items that symbolised some special meaning. However the uniform clothes were not alone in Katniss' draw there were several items that Johanna wished to explore. But even she knew that snooping through peoples belongings was wrong, especially a friend who had given up her room with her mother and sister so that she had been able to leave the hospital. And so listening to her moral judgements, a thing that she rarely did in life, and shut the draw. It was only then that she realised the sound of running water had stopped and the feeling of being watched hit her. She span around prepared to defend herself from whoever it was that was with her, another habit she had picked up thanks to the capitol, only to find Katniss stood wrapped in a towel.

"I'm sorry, I didnt look properly I was just…curious" she felt bad, it had been less than an hour since they moved in and she had already risked the trust of her roommate.

"That's ok feel free to look" Katniss smiled, she didn't want it to look forced but she was so exhausted that she knew it wasn't a full smile. Without saying a word Johanna opened the draw again, she lifted out a small golden necklace that she instantly recognised as the one Peeta wore in the Quarter Quell, noticing a small hinge she opened it revealing a three pictures, Katniss' Mother and sister, whom she recognised from the hospital, and the third picture of Gale the 'cousin'. She closed the necklace and gently put it back from where she took it. The next item that intrigued her was a small blue book, as she flicked through the pages she realised it was a book of plants, with a small description about them, their healing qualities, whether they were edible or not, and where one was most likely to find them. She knew straight away that the pictures between the pages had been drawn by Peeta's hand. She had heard Prim talking about the book in the hospital, whilst she was medicated, so most of the information was nowhere to be found in her mind but she definitely recalled that Peeta had been the artist behind it. She closed the book and left it where it was in the draw before lifting out one of the silver parachutes that she knew only too well. As she pulled the top off she remembered how thankful she had been receiving these little packages in the games. Within the parachute was the spiel that had kept them all alive and a small pearl

"Is this the pearl Peeta gave you, down on the beach?"

"Yeah, I keep it in the hope that one day he will remember that he gave it to me" It was a hard thing for Katniss to talk about, because although she did not love Peeta romantically, like most of the capitol believed, she did love him as a friend and even as family, and hoped that one day the old Peeta found his way back.

Johanna realised that it was painful for Katniss and so she placed it back into the parachute and placed it back into the draw, shutting it away.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have looked" there was that feeling of guilt again, uncomfortably she ran her hand over her hair again, stroking the shorter parts that still didn't quite hide her newest scars.

"Don't be, we both have our painful memories because of the games" Katniss didn't know what Johanna's story was but she remembered the pain in her eyes when she had shouted that she was not like the rest of the victors in the arena because the capitol couldn't hurt her anymore, she had nothing and no one to lose; leaving Katniss to only assume the amount she had lost as a result of her 'victory'

Feeling the atmosphere drop in the room Johanna decided it was best to try and get some sleep, so she left the room to brush her teeth, but mostly to allow Katniss to get changed into her nightwear without an audience. When she return she crossed the room switched off the light and climbed into her bed, thankful that she didn't have to listen to the sounds of various hospital machines while she laid there in the dark.