[Friend would be one word to describe Peeta. He's definitely that. Her friend, her fellow tribute, her fellow victor. The boy who saved her life with that bread of his, by being that dandelion in the spring. Who kept saving her life, even when she tried her damnedest to die.
She nods, and even grins a little again. Friend would certainly be a good word to describe Peeta Mellark.]
I couldn't go hunting in this rain. I thought it might be a good idea to keep his bakery going instead.
[And it had seemed like a good idea. At the time.]
action;
She nods, and even grins a little again. Friend would certainly be a good word to describe Peeta Mellark.]
I couldn't go hunting in this rain. I thought it might be a good idea to keep his bakery going instead.
[And it had seemed like a good idea. At the time.]