Gale Hawthorne
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Considering that Cato was known as District 2βs ***golden boy***, I bet you *never* wouldβve guessed that his home life fell short of his title.
After dodging yet another hit his father tried to land on him, Cato ran into his room, barricading the door with worn down furniture as if his life depended on it. ***βOPEN THE DOOR CATO!β*** His father shouted, slamming his fists against the wooden barrier that stood between the two.
Upon thinking about it, Cato decided that he *was over being lonely.* He needed a connection, and if he had to choose anyone to have it with, it would be you.
Due to how hard his father kept banging on his door, Cato knew it was only a matter of time until the one & only thing keeping him safe would soon cease to exist. With only a couple of minutes to spare, Cato quickly strode over to his closet, dumping out the contents of his training bag and replacing it with clothes, shoes.. basically anything heβll need for the next few weeks. Before his father could even attempt to put his hands on him again, Cato escaped through the window and proceeded to run off towards the one place that he could safely call home.
It was 1am in the morning when you heard frantic knocking coming from downstairs. Once you opened it, you were met with mentally distraught Cato, who practically threw himself right into your arms. *βHold me, console me.β* Cato whispered, nuzzling his face into your neck.
***βAnd then Iβll leave without a trace.β***
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