While facing the bathroom mirror, Katniss felt a sharp pain on her stomach. Her eyes widen and she squinted in pain. "Oh no! Oh no!" She headed straight towards the cubicle.
Peeta glanced impatiently at his watch just now 10 minutes have passed. "What is taking her so long?" A sneer touched the corner of his lips out of worry he called her through his cell phone. "Where the heck are you?"
"Um." Her voice quivered.
"Is something wrong? Why does your voice sound like that?" He arched his eyebrows and fled to a more serene area.
"Um, I need that… the thing with wings."
"Excuse me…wings. What about wings?" Does she mean chicken wings? He thought at the back of his head.
"Um, well of all days it is today." It felt like chains tied him to the words she'd spoken.
"What is today?"
"The things I do for love?" Pushing the glass doors of the grocery store, he panted heavily. Muttering incoherent words he proceeded to find the women's hygiene section. His plan was to snatch one and quickly leave. But his plans crashed when 3 fan girls had apparently recognized him.
"Wow."
"Hey is that Peeta Mellark? He's so hot in person." A student squealed and pointed at his figure.
"Wow so cool." Her ears felt hot.
A feeling like stage right churned in his stomach. Hoping that they would leave, he browsed through a pile of books near the cashier and gave a dirty look at the feminine products at the corner.
"Whoa! The way he looks checking out those books,"
Then he grabbed a pair of shades edging closer to that section.
"I can just imagine him looking so darn HOT!" The girl had a dreamy expression on her face.
"So hot!"
"So cool!"
"So cool….Really cool!"
"I've had enough of this." Shuffling through the women's section he grabbed a box of napkins and paid through the cashier.
"Whoever she is, I'm jealous."
"A boyfriend who does errands like that…"
Upon leaving he tried not to look at them but their eyes kept slipping back to his face and they saw him leave through the glass windows. "Byeeee." They waved in chorus.
When no one was around he slyly entered the women's washroom. Then knocked on the first cubicle silently wishing it was her. "Katniss are you on this one?"
"Yes."
"Here. I'll pass it under." The minute he handed it from under the door she immediately clung to it.
"What took you so long! Do you know how it feels to be stuck inside a cubicle for an hour just waiting for my boyfriend?"
"You think it wasn't worse for me." He grimaced at what would be his most embarrassing situation.
Katniss browsed through the contents of the plastic and she flicked an eyebrow. "Thank you. But what's with the shades?"
"N-nothing I thought it would look good on you"
"Huh? Anyways thanks."
"I'll be right out. Take your time. Whatever." He waved vaguely with a hand.
The minute Katniss exited the room and spotted Peeta there was a strain in her smile. Well, he didn't look quite amused.
"Seriously, a woman who isn't prepared for such things…" He scolded.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?" Her lips trembled in an insecure smile as they began making their way through the lobby.
"N-nothing dear." They strolled back to the lounge like bickering children.