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"
Agreed
,
"
I
say
.
"
It
's
going
to
be
a
long
hour
.
"
"
Maybe
not
that
long
,
"
says
Peeta
.
"
What
was
that
you
were
saying
just
before
the
food
arrived
?
Something
about
me
.
no
competition
.
best
thing
that
ever
happened
to
you
.
"
"
I
do
n't
remember
that
last
part
,
"
I
say
,
hoping
it
's
too
dim
in
here
for
the
cameras
to
pick
up
my
blush
.
"
Oh
,
that
's
right
.
That
's
what
I
was
thinking
,
"
he
says
.
"
Scoot
over
,
I
'm
freezing
.
"
I
make
room
for
him
in
the
sleeping
bag
.
We
lean
back
against
the
cave
wall
,
my
head
on
his
shoulder
,
his
arms
wrapped
around
me
.
I
can
feel
Haymitch
nudging
me
to
keep
up
the
act
.
"
So
,
since
we
were
five
,
you
never
even
noticed
any
other
girls
?
"
I
ask
him
.
"
No
,
I
noticed
just
about
every
girl
,
but
none
of
them
made
a
lasting
impression
but
you
,
"
he
says
.
"
I
'm
sure
that
would
thrill
your
parents
,
you
liking
a
girl
from
the
Seam
,
"
I
say
.
"
Hardly
.
But
I
could
n't
care
less
.
Anyway
,
if
we
make
it
back
,
you
wo
n't
be
a
girl
from
the
Seam
,
you
'll
be
a
girl
from
the
Victor
's
Village
,
"
he
says
.
That
's
right
.
If
we
win
,
we
'll
each
get
a
house
in
the
part
of
town
reserved
for
Hunger
Games
'
victors
.
Long
ago
,
when
the
Games
began
,
the
Capitol
had
built
a
dozen
fine
houses
in
each
district
.
Of
course
,
in
ours
only
one
is
occupied
.
Most
of
the
others
have
never
been
lived
in
at
all
.
A
disturbing
thought
hits
me
.
"
But
then
,
our
only
neighbor
will
be
Haymitch
!
"
