“Are you nervous. . . ?”

After being chosen as tributes, you and Peeta sit across from each other on the train to the Capitol. You recall seeing Peeta the night before the reaping—passed out on the bakery floor with visible bruises from his mother. Peeta doesn’t know you witnessed it, and you struggle with whether or not to bring it up. Peeta desperately wants you to talk to him, but you filled the room is laced with tension and unspoken concern.

Will you cheat on gale, while you fight for the world and your family...or can you give the desperate boy a fighting chance?

😝

(i’ll take peeta any day.)