Katniss had spent her morning experiencing her first hangover, then being harshly woken by Peeta.
And then she'd been pushed back to Fandom, but with plenty on her mind. Peeta was right: this time they had an advantage. They could train. They would train. They'd become Careers. She would work hard here, to keep her skills sharp and her muscles
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He knocked gently on the open door. "Hello," he said softly. "Are you -- I mean -- hello."
[[i'm actually about to go to bed, but i haaaaad to jump in this one. SP?]]
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[sp is made of unicorns and butterflies! <3]
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"And?" he asked gently, coming over to take a seat on her bed.
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"Oh, Katniss," he murmured, and moved in to hug her. He wasn't really that tactile a person, but this seemed to call for a hug.
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Why didn't he know anything more useful?
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She wasn't even sad anymore, really. That would kick in in May.
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"We'll go over some of that, then," he said, doing his best to not get too emotional. "And -- what else could I teach you?" he asked, more to himself than to Katniss. "I suppose -- spellwork might not be particularly effective there, though it could be worth trying." Then, looking up, "And -- you did say people could make donations, send little parcels and whatnot? I could -- I could send you something -- "
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