Even though Walgreens was only two blocks away from their apartment, Katniss felt like she had run a marathon.
They’d run out of crackers and Gatorade earlier in the afternoon, and it was her turn to run to the store to pick up what they needed. Peeta had dragged himself out of the apartment when there wasn’t any soup or Pepto-Bismol left yesterday, so it was only fair for her to make the journey out this time around.
They were never ordering from that Thai place ever again.
“Thom really liked it,” Peeta had said one night as they worked on their assignments and readings for the week. “It’s new, and they have coupon codes. Wanna try?”
She didn’t really want to cook, especially not when there was so much that needed to be done, and her roommate’s mention of coupons appealed to her frugal nature. Why not treat themselves?