And she’s my fiancee. So if you want to get to him, expect to go through both of us.
Okay, maybe I don’t go around loving everybody I meet, maybe my smiles are hard to come by, but I do care for some people.
If you won’t talk about yourself, at least compliment the audience. Just keep turning it back around, all right. Gush.
Yeah, we wouldn’t want to lose our little Mockingjay when she’s finally begun to sing.
I’m on a frosting sailboat, tossed around by blue-green waves, the deck shifting beneath my feet.
I press my ear against his chest, to the spot where I always rest my head, where I know I will hear the strong and steady beat of his heart. Instead, I find silence.
But once I saw Fulvia Cardew crumple up a sheet of paper with just a couple of words written on it and you would’ve thought she’d murdered someone from the looks she got.
Just the sound of his voice twists my stomach into a knot of unpleasant emotions like guilt, sadness and fear. And longing. I might as well admit there’s some of that too.
I look coolly in to the blue eyes of the person who is now my greatest opponent, the person who would keep me alive at his own expense. And I promise myself I will defeat his plan.
Glimmer, I hear someone call her – ugh, the names the people in District 1 give their children are so ridiculous...
Plants are tricky. Many are edible, but one false mouthful and your dead.
Whatever the truth is, I don’t see how it will help me get food on the table.
And she’s very clever, Peeta. Well, she was. Until you outfoxed her.
So we both strip off our boots and socks and, while there’s some improvement, I could swear he’s making an effort to snap every branch we encounter.
The most exciting thing either of us does is nap.
Mutually counting on each other, watching each other’s backs, forcing each other to be brave.
Just don’t die for me, you won’t be doing me any favour !
No more kisses for you, until you have eaten !
Hey, Finnick, come on in! We figured out how to make you pretty again!
Just one more thing. I kill Snow.