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Chapter 3 by Eugene_Oregon Eugene_Oregon

what happens this season 

The Hunger Games cast Christmas special!

The 4x4 cut through the untouched snow, leaving tyre tracks in its wake, it would it's way through the trees until it arrived at a secluded log cabin, a Christmas tree glittering in the window.

A passenger climbed out, their identify obscured by their fur-lined hood and dragged a suitcase after them. The car pulled away, leaving the mysterious figure to struggle through the deep snow to the house.

Opening the door, they hurried into the warmth, snapping the door closed, pushing down their hood, and shaking out their brown hair.

"That's more like it!" Jennifer Lawrence declared, shrugging out off her coat, untying her boots, and peeling off her socks.

Being the first to arrive, Jennifer had her choice of rooms. Walking bare foot through the house, she hauled her suitcase upstairs and returned to the lounge to light a fire in the wood-burning stove.

Just as she as getting the kindling to catch, a gust of cold air blew in as the front door opened.

"Hi, Jennifer!" Mckenna Grace smiled at her, hugging the older girl.

"I get dibs on the bedroom!" Rachel Zegler laughed, running upstairs to claim her bed.

The girls had fun exploring the house, searching through the cupboards to see what food had been stocked for them, and what board games they'd have to pass the time.

After all changing into more comfortable clothes, they began cooking a meal together, finally asking the question they'd all been avoiding.

"So, anyone know what we're doing here?" Mckenna asked.

"I guess they're going to try and embarass us, somehow," Rachel answered, glumly. "At least we're together. Did you see the one with Zendaya?"

They all had, of course. Zendaya's reaction to finding out she would be spending the day posing as a nude model in public minutes before it happened had gone down in TV folklore. And then there had been Emilia Clarke's nude scavenger hunt to find her clothes...

As Mckenna was serving up, they heard the door open once more, and Whitney Peak greeted them, squinting as her eyes adjusted from the darkness outside.

"You've timed that well!" Mckenna joked, as the newcomer brushed snow out of her curly hair.

"I'm going to go take a shower, don't wait up for me!"

xxx

"Did you get lost?" Jennifer teased when Whitney finally reappeared wearing skimpy pajamas and hair still damp.

"That's the best shower I've ever had!" Whitney gushed, "you've got to try it!"

Over the course of the evening, the other three did indeed try it out, and discovered that Whitney had been underselling it. More settings than you could imagine, shower gel that left your skin glowing, and the finest shampoo you'd ever used.

Unfortunately, with only one bathroom between the four of them, it meant there was a long wait if anyone wanted to use it.

Whitney and Rachel, both commando under their pajamas, stifled a giggle as the squirming Jennifer had finally had enough, and bolted to the bathroom.

"Mckenna, open the door, I'm going to-"

But Jennifer discovered that the door was unlocked; in fact, there was no lock at all!

"Get out!" Mckenna squealed, cowering behind her arms, the transparent shower screen offering little cover.

"I'm sorry, but I'm bursting!" Jennifer explained, dropping onto the toilet.

xxx

After a Netflix binge in front of the fire with mugs of hot chocolate, the girls were looking forward to sleeping in their comfy-looking beds.

They wished each other a good night following their bedtime routines, which is when they discovered the bedrooms didn't have locks, either.

Mckenna crawled under the covers, grateful to be toasty warm even as she heard snow falling outside.

They hadn't heard anything from the producers since arriving at the house, but Rachel knew it was only a matter of time before the naked challenges began.

As Whitney snuggled down onto her soft pillows she tried not to think about how there were almost certainly cameras in the bathroom.

Jennifer instinctively moved to set an alarm on her phone, before remembering that all of their devices had been confiscated before arrival. As she was drifting off, she thought she heard voices outside...but knew it was just the wind.

What's next?

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