#mellark

Sick and disoriented, I'm able to form only one thought: Peeta Mellark just saved my life. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss-everdeen #peeta-mellark #life

It's not necessary. My nightmares are usually about losing you,” he says. “I'm okay once I realize you're here.. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#peeta-mellark #science-fiction #science

You here to finish me off, Sweetheart? ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#hunger-games #katniss #mellark #peeta #romance

Ally." Peeta says the words slowly, tasting it. "Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancee. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I'll add it to the list of words I use to try to figure you out. The problem is, I can't tell what's real anymore, and what's made up. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#words

You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#peeta-mellark #games

Come to finish me off, Sweetheart? ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#peeta-mellark #the-hunger-games #katniss

You and me Haymitch.Very cozy.Picnics, birthdays, long winter nights sitting around the fire retelling old Hunger Games tale. -Peeta Mellark ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#peeta-and-haymich #peeta-mellark #winter

At a few minutes before four, Peeta turns to me again. "Your favorite colour . . . it's green?" "That's right." Then I think of something to add. "And yours is orange." "Orange?" He seems unconvinced. "Not bright orange. But soft. Like the sunset," I say. "At least, that's what you told me once." "Oh." He closes his eyes briefly, maybe trying to conjure up that sunset, then nods his head. "Thank you." But more words tumble out. "You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces." Then I dive into my tent before I do something stupid like cry. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss-and-peeta #peeta #peeta-mellark #words