Tigris - Conceptual Art

Gale just shrugged his shoulders and moved towards the bottle. He spun it.

And it landed on…

Johanna Mason.

Johanna raised an eyebrow as she saw Gale's devilish look. Though his look wasn't directed at her.

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare," Johanna said, not hesitating.

Gale smiled a oh-I-have-a-plan-forming-in-this-brilliant-mind-of-mine-and-oh-no-one-knows-what-I'm-planning-and-oh-I'm-so-freaking-awesome-and-smart smile.

"Come on, what take you so long?" Cato yawned.

"I dare you… to give Peeta a lap dance."

Peeta paled immediately and looked at Johanna with terrified eyes.

Johanna smiled and got on her...

Hi! (: This is a parody I wrote. This is set in Peeta's pov right after the 74th hunger games(:

Now and then I think of when we were in that cave.
When you ran and got the medicine so I wouldn't die.
Waited so long for you to notice me,
but you and haymitch went and lied to me.
Now I wish i hadn't have survived

Some victors get addicted to drinks or morphling.
But im only addicted to what I thought, What I thought we were.

So after the games, when we were on that train,
and you sinabi that things would be the same,
before any of these games ever happened.

But you didn't have to cut me off,
Pretend our love...