[He'd seen the notice in the journals- Peeta. The Baker. Katniss' sweet boy, gone home. It wasn't his business. It wasn't something he should care about. Such was life. He is gone and she will learn to endure without him somehow. Katniss was not weak, he had no doubt she would be able to manage.
But some small part of him, one that remembers the stuttering and blushes, that low voice trembling 'I'm not a good person.', the utter ruin of the bakery. How very twisted up and torn she was without him when he'd left. How tense she'd been when he had not woken.
There was a time when he knew what it was to feel that way. When he'd taken that risk and watched it ripped from his hands at his own behest. Katniss had no choice in this. She should not endure it alone. Zev's halfway out the door and on his way to her house before the thought is halfway through his mind. He has nothing, not even his journal when he arrives. The door was open and that left so many of his internal alarms blaring.
She was distraught. He closes the door behind him and makes his way upstairs once he cannot find her below, calling out-]
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But some small part of him, one that remembers the stuttering and blushes, that low voice trembling 'I'm not a good person.', the utter ruin of the bakery. How very twisted up and torn she was without him when he'd left. How tense she'd been when he had not woken.
There was a time when he knew what it was to feel that way. When he'd taken that risk and watched it ripped from his hands at his own behest. Katniss had no choice in this. She should not endure it alone. Zev's halfway out the door and on his way to her house before the thought is halfway through his mind. He has nothing, not even his journal when he arrives. The door was open and that left so many of his internal alarms blaring.
She was distraught. He closes the door behind him and makes his way upstairs once he cannot find her below, calling out-]
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