“there’s another one.” Marvel said, “the guy near the spears is flirting with Y/N.”
Clove laughed, shaking her head, “when will they learn?”
Cato wasnt as happy about it. he was glaring at the tribute, about to step in when you said something along the lines of ‘back off’. a small smile spread across Cato’s face. he was completely in love with you.
“She’s not here,“ I tell him. Buttercup hisses again. "She’s not here. You can hiss all you like. You won’t find Prim.” At her name, he perks up. Raises his flattened ears. Begins to meow hopefully. “Get out!” He dodges the pillow I throw at him. “Go away! There’s nothing left for you here!” I start to shake, furious with him. “She’s not coming back! She’s never ever coming back here again!” I grab another pillow and get to my feet to improve my aim. Out of nowhere, the tears begin to pour down my cheeks. “She’s dead, you stupid cat. She’s dead.”