Okay. So, I know I probably made it seem like I would fill you in on what's happening regularly, but I've been a little distracted lately. There are just so many nibs to be dealt with.
Peeta's been busting his ass /still/ trying to make everything perfect. He doesn't really let Katniss do anything except hang ornaments. You'd think that hanging ornaments would basically be the only thing you have to do to get ready for Christmas.
You've got to make fucking endless cookies, too.
It's not so much that we're preparing for Christmas, it's more like were getting ready for the year to start over as well. Maybe we're even trying to bond more. I don't know. I am so confused about all of this.
On the 10th, we put lights up all over the house. Lights that Beetee invented. He's not going to participate in all of this, but at least he gave us some lights. It was entirely up to me and Peeta to put them up, as we are men and we have no fear of the cold.
But actually, we froze our asses off while Mrs. Everdeen, Katniss, Prim, and Johanna got to hang out inside and throw a party.
We haven't done much since I last enlightened you of our amazing lives, but now you can consider yourself filled in.
Today, Peeta has decided we all need a break. It's about 11 in the morning now and we're all sitting on the couch (it's a big couch). We're not talking very much, which I find really awkward.
"So. What should we do today?" I ask, sitting up slightly.
Johanna burries her face in my shirt and mumbles, "Sleeeeeeeep."
I hear Peeta say something about baking.
Mrs. Everdeen and Prim just look at each other, as if they're talking to each other in their heads.
"I think we should all go to the Square before we suffocate in here," Katniss says, in a slightly annoyed tone. (The Square is basically town, but calling it the Town would be kind of lame, so we've all taken to calling it "the Square.")
We all agree on that idea, apart from Johanna, who still wants to stay and sleep. The others go and get ready, but I remain on the couch with her.
"Come on, baby. It'll be fun. I promise. And when we get home we can sleep for days," I say.
She keeps her face burried in my shirt and shakes her head.
I laugh quietly, "We can play in the snoooooow."
She shakes her head again, but I can tell she'll give in any second.
"Please? For me? I'll carry you if you want me to. Then you can sleep on the way."
She doesn't move for a while, so gently drag my knuckle down her ribs.
She wiggles a little bit, but keps her head down, then mumbles, "God damn you, Finnick Odair. That hurt."
I laugh slightly and shake my head, "No it didn't. Nice try, though."
"Ugh. Whatever. Now, carry me. I need to get dressed," she flips right side up, holding her legs up slightly.
"Bossy," I chuckle quietly and shake my head, then I stand and slip one arm under her knees and the other under her back, pulling her up to my chest.
She punches my shoulder and buries her face into my shirt again, "Shut up."
Now my shoulder hurts.
Around twently minutes later, we're all ready to go. Prim has got to be wearing at least seven jackets and I've never seen her look so miserable. I send her an apologetic look.
Other than Prim, we all look relatively happy.
The six of us shuffle out the front door, not bothering to lock it. Johanna made me keep my word, so I'm carrying her to town. I don't mind at all, but this girl is serious about sleep, which she clearly didn't get enough of last night.
And no, we didn't have sex, if that's what you thought I was impying. Get your head out of the gutter, man.
The snow's about and inch above my shoes, which fucking sucks. There isn't a thing I hate more than the feeling of snow being packed into my shoes.
It takes us about half and hour to reach the Square. Apparently, Prim's clothes don't allow her to move at a normal pace.
The Square is slightly packed out today. There's maybe a hundred people out in the open. I can only imagine how occupied the stores are.
"I think Prim and I are going to go look at the antiques. You four have fun," Mrs. Everdeen says, becockining to Prim, who looks overjoyed all of the sudden.
How excited can you get about an old lamp?
I shrug as the walk away and turn to look at Katniss and Peeta, "Where to first?"
Katniss shrugs and Peeta looks like he's contemplating the world's biggest problem.
I give him a minute of silence to think, but Katniss isn't having any of that. She grabs Peeta's hand a yanks towards the store nearest us.
"You coming, Odair?" she yells, keeping her head straight.
I shrug again, thinking it best that we all stick together, and walk quickly to catch up to the two.
The store just happens to be a pet store. Not a store really, more of a hey-come-look-at-all-these-cute-animals-you-can't-afford store. Of course, any one (of the four of us) could buy all of the animals in here.
Most of them are cats. Peeta is allergic to cats. Katniss and I hate cats. I don't know what Johanna thinks of them, so I quietly ask her, I receive a very quiet reply, but I find out that she hates cats, too. I feel bad for waking her up. Anyway. We can cross cats off of the list of possible pets.
Peeta and Katniss are over by the puppies. I decide to leave them alone for a while and let them have one moment of actual togetherness.
Johanna stays asleep, despite the noise in here. (Endless and relentless animal noises.) I watch her carefully. She doesn't do much, but every once in a while she wrinkles her nose and it's just about the cutest thing I've ever seen. Eventually, I find a chair in the back and sit down, wanting to give Katniss and Peeta a little more time. I hold onto Johanna a little tighter, pulling her as close to me as she can get. I don't want her to wake up, but I want her to wake up.
Maybe around ten minutes later, I'm like, a second away from falling alseep. Then Katniss jumps in front of me and yells, "TIME TO GO, ODAIR." I jump so violently, that I wake Johanna up. Katniss laughs and Peeta shoots me an "I'm sorry, I couldn't stop her" kind of look. They both quickly make their way out of the store. They're both a pain in the ass sometimes.
I guess Johanna filled herself in on the situation because she isn't mad at me for waking her up. I apologize anyway.
We've lost Peeta and Katniss. Johanna suspects they've run off into the woods, looking for a good time. (SEX IN THE WOODS? Yeah.) She slips her hand into mine and laces our fingers, swinging our arms. "So, now what, Finny?"
I smile a little bit, then I shake my head, "I'm not sure. What do you want to do?"
She takes a few minutes to answer. She answers by pointing with her free hand. I follow her arm and find where she wants to go.
We approach it. Me, somewhat cautiously; her, not cautiously in any way. We brush the snow off of our shoes and step inside. There's actually a lot inside. Nothing more than movies, but there /are/ a lot of them.
Movies aren't something I'm very familiar with. I've seen maybe two in my entire life. All the ones in here were the last ones made, which makes sense, but they're all /really/ old.
Johanna pulls me along, carefully studying all the titles. I'm assuming she's looking for something specific, but this seems to be hers, so I will give this to her.
As it turns out, she wasn't looking for anything specific, but she looks happy now. Needless to say, I'm confused.
"Ready to go?" she smiles a little bit, raising an eyebrow.
I laugh slightly and rub the back of my neck, "Sure."
She tilts her head a bit to the left and narrows her eyes a little, "You sure?"
"I'm sure," I nod slightly and thank the shop keeper, then we leave.
We do this at just about every store we go into. We look, we leave. We don't buy. We don't think about buying. We don't need to buy. We have everything we need.
Clearly, the others have the same mind set because when we all meet again in the center of the Square, we're all empty handed.
~ I know this one was a little dry, but I take constructive critisism pretty well, so feel free to message me your thoughts. ALSO. GO AHEAD AND TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO READ IN THE NEXT ONE. I NEED IDEAS. Thanks so much for reading! ~