I'm running on hate. When the energy from that ebbs I'll be worthless.

He became my confidante, someone with whom I could share thoughts I could never voice...In exchange, he trusted me with his.

They'll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.

Anyway, even if she's sugarcoating my good points, I appreciate it. Frankly, I could use a little sugarcoating.

I notice her blouse has pulled out of her skirt in the back again and force myself to stay calm. "Tuck your tail in, little duck," I say, smoothing the blouse back in place. Prim giggles and give me a small "Quack." "Quack yourself," I say with a light laugh. The kind only Prim can draw out of me.

Despite serious reservations, I had to forgive Finnick for his role in the conspiracy that landed me here. He, at least has some idea of what I'm going through. And it takes too much energy to stay angry with someone who cries so much.

I'm running on hate. When the energy from that ebbs I'll be worthless.