the next quarter quell! (hunger games please join :)

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    He trys to move a little later, and opens his eyes,"Where am I?" he asked thinking this was all a dream.

    Prim lets go of his hand. "In a tent I found in my pack. You fell out of the tree and got knocked out."

    Prim smiled, she was already pretty much blushing when he woke up and she was holding his hand, but now her cheeks turned even more pink. She turned away, trying to hide it. "So..how's your head?"
    She asks, while thinking I'm only 13, he'd never like me.

    "Fine," smiling seeing her exspression, he took her other hand and smiled.

    Prim turned back, looking at him, she whispers "Do you really like a 13 year old the way I like you?"

    "Depends who it is..." he whispered back knowing it was her. '20 seconds...' he thought.

    Prim smiles, moving over closer to him.


    OOC: I don't get the second count down! :'(

    Oo: It's something from we bought a zoo...
    Ic: He scooted closer to her and smiled.

    Ooc: ???
    Ic: He smiled and hugged her, not embarressed to show his feelings.

    OOC: :o twinkle eyes! ???


    Prim wrapped her arms around him, leaning her head on his shoulder. She thinks to herself If I'm going to die there's no point in hiding how I feel, atleast my last days will be nice..

    Oo: I meant what do you mean?
    Ic: "So, what should we do now?" he asked worried about her safety.

    OOC: Oh, I watched We bought a Zoo. But I don't remember the 20 seconds thing.


    Prim blinks. "Climb a tree, sit in it, hide?"

    "Well lets pack up and look around a bit, first," he said and got up.
    Ooc:

    OOC: OHHH right, okay.


    Prim nods. "Well, you have to help me roll up this tent then." She giggles, slinging her quiver pack over her shoulder, grabbing her bow and tossing her pack outside.