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Miraculously Peeta and Katniss had made it out of the first games alive, but now, the huntress had to endure yet another game. The Quarter Quell. This time, she didnโt see herself walking out of those games alive. The chances were just too โ
@StrappingValor โ white T-shirt and walked up to the roof and sat down at the edge, gazing down at the still busy city life below. The force field looked different this time. It glowed like a rainbow, as a cruel reminder that it was still there and no โ
@StrappingValor โ of Finnick before the gamemakers can get to them.
โKatniss, enough! Youโre gonna get us all killed!โ Sheโs thrashing around in his arms, her eyes never leaving Finnickโs. Her hands sink into Peetaโs arms, squeezing hard for a moment before โ
@StrappingValor โ underestimate him. Heโs stronger than he looks.โ After shooting off her last arrow, she sat the quiver and bow back to their assigned spots and went back over to the knot-tying station to make a noose.
@StrappingValor โ could rest.
The next morning at the weapon station with Peeta, she looked over when he called Finnick a show off, scoffed and rolled her eyes as she started shooting at moving targets with her bow and arrow.
โYeah well, canโt โ
@StrappingValor โ myself. I feel like apologizing to him when I shouldnโt even give a damn.โ Her eyes flicker over to Peetaโs, laughing dryly without humor. โPathetic, right?โ
@StrappingValor โ the pot. To unnerve him, I guess? I didnโt think it would get hostile that quick.โ She sighed and slid a hand over her face and through her hair stressfully.
โIt was stupid. Normally I donโt do stuff like that. Iโm scared and Iโm not being โ