panoramaofpanem: “I’d leave here,” Peeta blurts out. Then he looks around nervousl
panoramaofpanem: “I’d leave here,” Peeta blurts out. Then he looks around nervously. It was loud enough to hear above the chimes. “I’d go home now if they let me. But you have to admit, the food’s prime.” He’s covered again. If that’s all you’d heard it would just sound like the words of a scared tribute, not someone contemplating the unquestionable goodness of the Capitol. photos from my pinterest board. -- source link