Dinner was food. Pasta and meatballs. Cool.
I rememeber in the games. I got a sponser that sent me chocolates. I think it was from Fron. District 2’s Mayor’s son. RIch kid. If I didn’t “die” I probably would’ve married him. He offered to buy me the best knives ever.
this was before I met Cato.
We are going to watch Mean Girls and try to figure out who we want to kill the most by the end.
You know, we haven’t said I love you yet!? I mean we tell everyone else. So I don’t know why.
Wait...is it an ‘I love you’ if he says it like ‘I really love you’ when we’re joking around and making food.
like ME: “HAHAHA I like cutting food! It’s almost as good as cutting fur!"
Him: HAHA I know! *hits me with a carrot*
Him: I’m just fooling around.
Me: What?! I don’t understand.
Him: HAHAHAH you are no fun.
Me: Well sorry. MAYBE GLIMMERS MORE-
Him: I really love you, you know that?