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"He… he died on our mission to the Capitol" Katniss croaked out, her voice catching slightly, "I’m so sorry Annie".
Her entire world froze, This couldn't be happening. No, no, no. No, no, no. She started walking back and forth, her hands were shaking and her breathing was unsteady. "No," she mumbled. "You're lying! You're a liar!"
Break Annie. {send asks}
"Hey! I’m Sarah Drew.. and i’m so excited!" (x)
"What-- What happened to him?" Annie's voice was breaking down slowly. "Please do not do that, do not lie to me."
Nice to meet ya'll. I'll make starters today for Annie can I get a hell yeah.
Peeta flinched visibly. He knew he couldn’t hate Annie for her words, she didn’t— she didn’t exactly understand the sensitivity of his situation, he figured. His eyes closed, jaw clenched, as he desperately tried to remain cordial. Screams. So many screams. His own. Hers. Hers. Just— the screaming.
He swallowed. “I guess I should say thank you. And—I’m sorry.” Although he wasn’t sure what he was apologizing for. It wasn’t his fault.
"Don't--" she looked away from the boy, "Peeta, you're a kid, you're not even eighteen. It wasn't your fault, you aren't guilty." Annie caressed his cheek with her thumb, a faint smile curved her lips. She acted as motherly as possible, he certainly needed someone to care for him right now, he needed support. "It's not your fault. What they did to you wasn't okay."
"No, stop. Stop! They're fine, they're alive." Annie screamed loudly, her hands over her ears and her entire body was shivering. "Please, please just stop!"
dont ever rp with me because im actually the biggest procrastinator
Taken aback by her genuine compliment, Peeta cocked his head. “Yeah— they are. They really are. Thank you, Annie.”
Annie smiled at the younger boy, "You're welcome, I really hope you're doing fine. They must have hurt you a lot, your screams were terrible at night." The girl looked down and her voice sounded quieter, "You are just a kid, you didn't deserve to suffer. I--- I never liked your screams, they were too alike to the ones--- the ones I hear."
“Yeah—it looks nice for once. Good job, Annie.”
"Thank you, you're also starting to look nice. They're really helping you. R-- right?"
"I just braided my own hair and it doesn't look terrible."
{ ♞ } ”I’ll make a mental note. I’m looking forward to seeing it when I get back.” Seeing the smile upon her face only sent his heart even farther into a deep fit of fluttering. He pressed his lips gently against her forehead, happy to have her so close to him.
Her smile instantly faded and looked down as he kissed her forehead, "Do you--- Do you have to go to the Capitol?" Annie's voice slightly trembled, he never liked when he wasn't around; she didn't like when people left. She liked order and if something left its place even for a while it was enough to set her off. "I-- I wish you could stay."
If you are a Hunger Games RP blog, please reblog this and I will add you to the list of rpers on this site.
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