Katniss had agreed to letting Deejay stay with her, purely for that fact that she was tired of being alone in her big empty home. Peeta was still in the Capitol and wasn't due for for at least another week. She didn't think much of him coming buy for his boots, but it was clear now that wasn't the only reason he was in twelve. Probably running from something...she thought, memories most likely.
It was noon when she found herself knocking on his door to invite him down for lunch. She didn't wait for a response before opening the door, and maybe she should have. She found him sitting standing, shirtless for what ever reason, probably had just gotten out of the shower. She looked at him for a moment, remembering all the well what that bare chest was like. "S-Sorry," she stammered quickly, eyes finding the floor "shouldn't have just barged in like that."