[She sniffles a little as she reaches for the journal, Buttercup mewing again from his seat on top of it. It's not the first time the damn cat's made himself at home in her room. Since Peeta left, he's been a nightly visitor. As if watching over her during the night will keep her safe from harm, will provide him with some purpose now that Prim has left them both.
She scowls at the animal, batting one scarred arm in his direction. Buttercup hisses in response and swats at her before running to the other side of the bed. Hiding the journal isn't going to help her. Especially when she recognizes the voice coming through.]
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She scowls at the animal, batting one scarred arm in his direction. Buttercup hisses in response and swats at her before running to the other side of the bed. Hiding the journal isn't going to help her. Especially when she recognizes the voice coming through.]
Teddy?