Does Katniss really love me? Oh, shut up. If you think like that, you're just setting yourself up for heartbreak. Although you've already done that enough, considering you fell head over heels in love with a girl who was just trying to survive…
Peeta's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a delicate silver parachute landing by his side. He clumsily untied the strings, wondering what was inside. Perhaps something to convince Katniss that it would be better for her to make it home, that she would be fine without him. He quizzically gazed at the paper in his hands.
Why in the hell would anybody need a piece of paper in this stupid deathtrap they call an arena? Haymitch must've finally lost it. What the-
It was a letter. From Haymitch? This has got to be good.
Dear Peeta,
I know what you're thinking right now. Why in the heck would I send you a stupid piece of paper when the star-crossed lovers have enough sponsers lined up to send a shot that could bring someone back to life and blah, blah, blah. I've heard it all, kid. You really should watch that mouth of yours, cause it's going to get you into trouble someday. Anyways, you could probably use this more than anything else I could send to you attached to a silver parachute. I'm giving you advice…so here goes. Don't do anything stupid in there, ok kid? I know you're madly in love with Katniss and whatnot. Which I can't seem to think of a reason why, considering she's ignorant, annoying, and dim-witted some of the time. And by now, you've probably realized that she drools when she sleeps, too. That can't be attractive. I mean, come on…anyways. Don't do anything stupid. Really. I know I kept Katniss alive in the first arena. So, obviously, I'm probably not your favorite person. But on the train, Katniss and I had a talk. We need to keep you alive. It's your turn, kid, and you need to accept it. Stop worrying about Katniss.
-Haymitch
NO.
Peeta walked back to where Katniss and Finnick were, leaving nothing but a crumpled up piece of paper in the sand behind him.