'She grabs hold of my face, caresses my shabby cheeks with her soft hands “Don’t worry I will be back at midnight.” And kisses me. It’s like a jet wave burying itself from by lips deep into the bed of my skin; It feels like electricity is rushing all around my body and I don’t want it to stop. But it does. And before I can break out one last word, she’s gone.' This is the story of what happened to Peeta after the lightning strike and at the capitol. Hope you enjoy! :) (I do not own the hunger games- I sadly am not Suzanne Collins)