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14. Happy Anniversary
Katniss walked tiredly into her and Gale's bedroom, finding him already fast asleep.
She wasn't surprised; it was two in the morning, after all.
Slowly, she climbed beneath the covers, and her husband groggily awoke.
"You sure worked late," he yawned, rolling over and stretching his arms out. "How'd your night go?"
She paused.
Oh, nothing much. I just got robbed of every cent I made and crushed the heart of my coworker.
"...Good," she said finally, albeit awkwardly, laying down next to Gale. "...Yours?" She asked.
She was met with silence for the longest time before he replied, just as awkwardly as she, "...Fine..."
"Good," she said, nodding to herself.
Silence...
"Why is there an armoire in the living room?" She asked.
Gale turned his head to look up at her. "Happy Anniversary..." he said sleepily, smiling.
Smiling sweetly, Katniss reached over and took her husband's hand, both craning their necks so they could give each other a goodnight kiss.
Unfortunately, they were both so tired from their day that they fell asleep before their noses even touched, their hands still tightly clasped together, and they slept...
End~
A/N: Well, I hope you enjoyed. It was major fun writing this, the entire idea spawned from Peeta's character, lol XD
I would like everyone to know that I do not hate Peeta. I just wimped him out in this story for humorous purposes.
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