We’re looking for a bastard named Gendry. Give him up, or I’ll start taking eyeballs.
THG challenge - theme #01: friendship ⇉ katniss/johanna
“What’s that?” she says hoarsely. Damp edges of her hair form little spikes over her forehead.
“I made it for you. Something to put in your drawer.” I place it in her hands. “Smell it.”
She lifts the buncle to her nose and takes a tentative sniff. “Smells like home.” Tears flood her eyes.
friends are like balloons
if you stab them they die