I'm running on hate. When the energy from that ebbs I'll be worthless.

“I take Peeta's face in my hands. "Don't worry. I'll see you at midnight.”

“As miserable as Gregor felt about being dumped with a rat, his heart ached for …”

“Wheres lover boy???”

“Then you shoot me,' I say furiously, shoving the weapons back at him. 'You shoo…”