Love is for children. I owe him a debt.
BUT YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND
FINNICK WOULD HAVE BEEN THE GREATEST DAD
Ready aim fire
Ready aim fire away
so she has to be eliminated.
The sensation inside me grows warmer and spreads out from my chest, down through my body, out along my arms and legs, to the tips of my being. Instead of satisfying me, the kisses have the opposite effect, of making my need greater. I thought I was something of an expert on hunger, but this is an entirely new kind.
It’s the first crack of the lightning storm—the bolt hitting the tree at midnight—that brings us to our senses. It rouses Finnick as well. He sits up with a sharp cry. I see his fingers digging into the sand as he reassures himself that whatever nightmare he inhabited wasn’t real.
“I can’t sleep anymore,” he says. “One of you should rest.” Only then does he seem to notice our expressions, the way we’re wrapped around each other. “Or both of you. I can watch alone.”
- Catching Fire
you gave me a lot of feels primrose everdeen
I raise my flags, don my clothes
It’s a revolution, I suppose
We’re painted red to fit right in
With our backs to the wall, the darkness will fall
We never quite thought we could lose it all
I was thinking we might get you a golden ankle band and maybe find Haymitch a gold bracelet or something so we could all look like a team.