Gale and I were thrown together by a mutual need to survive. Peeta and I know the other's survival means our own death. How do you side step that?
Suzanne CollinsWhose is it, do you think?" I say finally. "No telling," says Finnick. "Why don't we let Peeta claim it, since he died today?
Suzanne CollinsIt’s the first time I’ve ever kissed a boy, which should make some sort of impression I guess, but all I can register is how unnaturally hot his lips are from the fever.
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