[She says the word quietly as pieces start to click together. She doesn't full understand, not yet. But for some reason, the boy thinks that Peeta's Cinna. Even though he isn't. Could never be. And the thought of... of doing that with Cinna is just...
...just...
...disgusting.
She shakes her head, frowning.] No. Peeta... Peeta's my... [Boyfriend. It would be so easy to say the word. And yet she stumbles.] That's Peeta. The boy in the bakery.
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[She says the word quietly as pieces start to click together. She doesn't full understand, not yet. But for some reason, the boy thinks that Peeta's Cinna. Even though he isn't. Could never be. And the thought of... of doing that with Cinna is just...
...just...
...disgusting.
She shakes her head, frowning.] No. Peeta... Peeta's my... [Boyfriend. It would be so easy to say the word. And yet she stumbles.] That's Peeta. The boy in the bakery.
Where did you hear that name? Cinna?