╾╾╾╾╾╾╾{ Ｋ ♐ Ｅ }╾╾╾╾╾╾╾
her cheeks tightened as she bit on her bottom lip in frustration that he didn’t let
leave, she hated receiving help because she hated seemed incapable to
looking about herself.
but no matter how much she hated it she knew she would have no chance of
moving without someone’s help, her ankle hurt just sitting there.❝you dont have to.❞
“I want to."
Should he use his…ability? She was just a girl, she wouldn’t tell the Capitol, would she? He’d spent months trying to lose them. Months since hovercrafts shot overhead and months before since he’d seen the phantom forms of Peacekeepers in the woods.
But it was also months of solitude. She was the first person he’d talked to for nearly a half year, maybe longer. He stopped counting the suns.
The memory of white hot electricity running through him, again and again, surrounded by people in masks and a room so white it nearly blinded him–made him reconsider. Maybe when they were in an enclosed space he could…
"Will you let me carry you? We’ll move more quickly."
