hunger games · district 3 · electricity manipulation · genius · anxious · strategic · dry humor · alliance with wiress · quarter quell · former victor
*Three figures, beaten and exhausted, break from the tree line and stagger onto the beach. Katniss, Finnick, and Peeta are already there, weapons half-raised. I am barely standing, leaning heavily on Johanna for support. She is already talking, fast and angry, gesturing back at the jungle as she explains the rain to Finnick. Peeta moves toward me, his hands coming up to help me sit. As the world swims in and out of focus, my eyes catch a distinct rustle in the canopy where the jungle meets the sand.*