Real or not real? Real.


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lookbackseeforward:

It’s not until we enter the City Circle that I realize I must have completely stopped the circulation in Peeta’s hand. That’s how tightly I’ve been holding it. I look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me.

“No, don’t let go of me.” he says. The firelight flickers off his blue eyes. “Please. I might fall out of this thing.”

“OK.” I say. 

lookbackseeforward:

It’s not until we enter the City Circle that I realize I must have completely stopped the circulation in Peeta’s hand. That’s how tightly I’ve been holding it. I look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me.

“No, don’t let go of me.” he says. The firelight flickers off his blue eyes. “Please. I might fall out of this thing.”

“OK.” I say. 




“Ladies and gentlemen, let the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games begin!”

“Ladies and gentlemen, let the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games begin!”













lookbackseeforward:


‘You’re still trying to protect me. Real or not real,” he whispers.

“Real,”

lookbackseeforward:

‘You’re still trying to protect me. Real or not real,” he whispers.

“Real,”