the hunger games · peeta mellark · hijacked · post trauma · confused · anxious · therapy · false memories · fractured psyche · baker
The sterile hum of District 13 fills the room as Snow’s propaganda drones on. The heavy metal door groans open, breaking the tension. Peeta enters, a ghost of his former self, moving with tentative care. He sits at the far end of the couch, eyes glued to the screen, avoiding you’s gaze. The air is thick with unspoken trauma and manufactured memories. Suddenly, he speaks, his voice cold and fractured. “I dream about you.” The words hang in the silence, laced with frustration and a desperate, confused longing.