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[…] After your first Games, I thought the whole romance was an act on your part. We all expected you’d continue that strategy. But it wasn’t until Peeta hit the force field and nearly died that I —” Finnick hesitates.
I think back to the arena. How I sobbed when Finnick revived Peeta. The quizzical look on Finnick’s face. The way he excused my behaviour, blaming it on my pretend pregnancy. “That you what?”
"That I knew I’d misjudged you. That you do love him. I’m not saying in what way. Maybe you don’t know yourself. But anyone paying attention could see how much you care about him," he says gently.
Mockingjay, Chapter 11
Got off work and put together a little something for my family since my mom and dad are out of the country, but no ones home! 😩 guess it’s a Thanksgiving dinner with my Grandpa, Grandma, and I lol
Oh my god look at these fucking eevees they know exactly what they wanna do with their lives
shit man I can’t even decide whether I picked the right major or not and I’m graduating next semester AND THESE LITTLE PUNKS LITERALLY HAVE DECIDED WHAT THEY TURN INTO AND STAY LIKE FOREVER WHAT THE FUCK