You had split with the careers to go find other tributes to kill them. You had gone deep into the forest, looking around every rock and tree and bush. After a couple hours you start to get tired, it’s still light out which is good and so you sit down behind a tree to catch your breath. The Hunger Games are brutal but you’ve got to push through it. You sit there, just thinking and then you start to feel something in your pants, and your hand starts to travel down and then you begin taking care of it. At some moment, you here a twig snap and you open one eye and you see Peeta, staring at you, surprised and with flushed cheeks