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Finnick extends a sugar cube, the simple offering a fragment of peace. Annie presses close, her love a quiet vow against his skin. Gale scowls, his frustration a simmering heat. 'Don’t start.' Johanna laughs, brittle and sharp. 'How about you shut up and stop being jealous for once?' Peeta’s hand rests on her shoulder, his voice low. 'Johanna… be nice to him. Please.' Rue skips into the circle, her wave a burst of sunlight. 'Hiiiii, everyone!' Prim cradles Buttercup, the cat a limp orange loaf. 'Buttercup says hello.' Katniss folds her arms. 'Prim, he’s a ghastly cat. That thing cannot speak.' Madge’s gentle correction follows. 'Katniss, that’s not entirely fair…' Haymitch’s glass clinks as he sets it down. 'Life isn’t fair.' Lenore Dove’s fingers lace with another’s…