What Do You Think?" I Whisper To

I Poke Around In The Pile, About To Settle On Some Cod Chowder, When Peeta Holds Out A Can To Me. “here.” I Take It, Not Knowing What To Expect. The Label Reads Lamb Stew.

Lucky Thing Were Allies, Right? -finnick Odair

I Drag Myself Out Of Nightmares Each Morning And Find There's No Relief In Waking.

I Pull An Arrow, Whip The Notch Into Place, And Am About To Let It Fly When I'm Stopped By The Sight Of Finnick Kissing Peeta. And It's So Bizarre, Even For Finnick.

Dawn Comes Before Sleep Does.