I honestly don’t understand how shipping can go from “aww they’d be cute together” to feeling like your heart is being forced from your chest with dull rusty spoons.
God damn it Prim, your sister went through two hunger games to save you and you rush outside during a bombing for your fucking cat?
Katniss still gonna cook the cat. Sorry it is Prim the one got cooked in the end. Sorry, don’t kill me, my bad! *Moon walking away from the danger*
*gets absolutely nothing done* well time for a break