Getting Our Stylists

I sit on a chair covered in blankets, waiting for Fern. When she got here, we would get our stylists. I hope I got somebody good...

Fern walked in, to see Nik waiting. She smiled and said, "Hey!" And walked to the seat next to him, then sat down. Swinging her legs back and forth against the seat, she said, "We're waiting for... our stylists, right?" she said, with a bit of unsureness.

I smirk and nod. "Yep. Let's hope that they-" As if on cue, a man around twenty enters the room. The first thing you noticed about him was his big blue eyes. Next was his short cut black hair with the huge cowlick. He smiles sweetly and walks over to Fern."Why hello there, Fern Willows. I am Mark Collins. Pleasure to be your stylist." He puts out his hand.

~Why'd you lock it? :0

~Sorry! Accident! ;_;

~Oh xD

Fern smiled at the man. He looked odd, in that Capitol sort of way. She shook his hand enthusiastically, "Hello!"

He smiles. "Let's go see your outfit." And he exits with Fern and walks to a room across the hall.
~Can you start a new topic on still on Floor 11?

Oh god. If that was Fern's stylist, mine would probably worse. I watch as Fern was whisked away. I watch the door, waiting for my stylist.

1. Make Nik's stylist some psycho. xD
2. Mark looks like Jake Gyllenhall, BTW.