My face broke into a huge smile and I start walking in Peeta’s direction. Then, as if I can’t stand it another second, I start running. He catches me and spins me around, and then he slips - he still isn’t entirely in command of his artificial leg - and we fall into the snow, me on top of him, and that’s where we have our first kiss in months. It’s full of fur and snowflakes and lipstick, but underneath all that, I can feel the steadiness that Peeta brings to everything. And I know I’m not alone.
-Catching fire page 51
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peeta throwin’ his sack of flour yano ;)
That’s just Peeta’s training for the Hunger Games. He’s wearing those clothes because he’s got that baker swag going on
he can lift a 100 pound sack of flour right over his head. i’ve seen it
^^^^ omgg dauyshjauhygsftag
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