[He opens the door, looking better than he has in a week, but still looking like he hasn't slept since she left. The apartment feels empty, the art has been taken off the walls, clothes have been sorted and are in boxes and the electronics are all unplugged and waiting for pick-up. There's a small set of boxes set aside that will be going to Cinna's to wait, along with the boxes belonging to Finnick, Katniss, Peeta and Rue, for their owners to return for them.]
Come on in, Ginny. Would you like a drink of something?
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Come on in, Ginny. Would you like a drink of something?