“My spirit. This is a new thought. I’m not sure exactly what it means, but it suggests I’m a fighter. In a sort of brave way. It’s not as if I’m never friendly. Okay, maybe I don’t go around loving everybody I meet, maybe my smiles are hard to come by, but I do care for some people.”
Request: Sooo, reckon you can spare a moment to write another Gale one shot pretty please? ;) A one shot where they have a really bad fight and she storms away (she is hot headed) and the next day she is caught by peacekeepers for ‘assaulting’ them or something so she gets a punishment of public whipping like gale or something. Then he tries to make up and take care of her and he like runs his fingers over the scars and yeah. Sorry if you don’t wanna do that, you can just do one where he gets sick.
A/N: I’m alive! I’m soo sorry for the lack of updates. School resumed so I was and still am a mess. I’m going to try to write as many request as I can! xxx
“Screw you Gale Hawthorne!” you screamed, removing yourself from his grasp and leaving his house.
You and him were having a very, very heated fight. It started off as a simple conversation, but it escalated very quickly. Today he was supposed to meet up with you to go for a walk around the good side of District 12. But of course, he blew you off because he was ‘helping’ Katniss. The thing that really bothered you was the fact that he blew you off continuously, using the same excuse. Every. Single. Time. “I’m sorry I couldn’t come today, Katniss needed me.”