Deep in the meadow, under the willow, a blade of grass, a soft green pillow…”
My feels during this part of the movie.
|Suzanne:||May the odds suck less than they did last year|
|Suzanne:||Here's some advice. Bring me a piece of paper and we'll start planning this out, okay Katniss?|
|Suzanne:||I am the woodpecker|
|Suzanne:||Tick tock it's a pipe bomb|
|Avril:||Peeta's a boy|
|Avril:||Katniss, a girl|
|Avril:||can I make it any more obvious|
|Avril:||hey works for me|
|Avril:||as long as it happens on live tv|
|Avril:||Plutarch warned her|
|Avril:||she'd couldn't tell|
|Avril:||tick tock it's a clock, win the quarter quell|
|Avril:||Gale's stuck at home|
|Avril:||he'll die alone|
|Avril:||his chance with her is officially blown|
You’re obsessed with the Hunger Games if…
And oh, credits belong to Kate Spade for most of the props in this post ;)
So, are you obsessed with the Hunger Games?
Suddenly I am furious, that with my life on the line, they don’t even have the decency to pay attention to me. That I’m being upstaged by a dead pig. My heart starts to pound, I can feel my face burning. Without thinking, I pull an arrow from my quiver and send it straight at the Gamemakers’ table. I hear shouts of alarm as people stumble back. The arrow skewers the apple in the pig’s mouth and pins it to the wall behind it. Everyone stares at me in disbelief.