“Tortured and mistreated”, Johanna Mason.
She has no idea. The effect she can have.
They collide, enfold, lose their balance, and slam against a wall, where they stay.
Clinging into one being. Indivisible.
No one seeing them could doubt their love.
I nod. He means there’s only one future, if I want to keep those I love alive and stay alive myself. I’ll have to marry Peeta.
THG challenge - theme #01: friendship ⇉ katniss/johanna
“What’s that?” she says hoarsely. Damp edges of her hair form little spikes over her forehead.
“I made it for you. Something to put in your drawer.” I place it in her hands. “Smell it.”
She lifts the buncle to her nose and takes a tentative sniff. “Smells like home.” Tears flood her eyes.
catching fire dreamcast → ruth negga as johanna mason
