AN. Hey this is going to be a short chapter. Sorry! I'll try for long ones in the future.
KATNISS POV
I walked inside looking down, As I walked toward the beds to help Peeta. I slowly looked up to see Peeta sitting on my bed and staring up at me with a blank face.
"Oh, have you already finished, you didn't have to-"
"Are you leaving?" He interrupted me.
"SssWhat?" A million things were racing through my head. Had he heated us? "You were listening?"
"Sorry I didn't mean to, but you both talk so loud" his face was sad and Apologetic now, but he managed to let out a few chuckles. "I'm sorry, I know it's none of my business, I was just curious. How's your head? Do you still need ice?" None of his business? Surely he wanted to know more.
"I think my head is okay." I whispered. Only a small portion of my brain was interested in my sore head. The rest of my mind was to busy thinking about Gale and Leaving and Peeta. Why Peeta?
"Great" his smile was returning. Maybe he didn't want to know more "would you like to go to the bakery with me? I'm going to head back, maybe you should come too to get some fresh air."
I did need some air to clear my head. "Okay." Was all I managed to say, still in a whisper.
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