Fourth Floor Common Room | Late Saturday Morning

[district12baker.livejournal.com]

It was a rare day when Peeta slept in late, but it seemed to happen more and more since arriving in Fandom. He wasn't complaining, sleeping in was nice, but it didn't bode well for his visits home. His mother couldn't stand laziness. Well he slept in today and there was nothing he could do about that now.

Eventually he shuffled into the common room and saw about getting some breakfast. The guys at work had showed him how to make pancakes so he was giving those a try (as always, making way more than needed). Some rifling around in the fridge had him pulling out some raspberries to put on top of them as well. Not a bad breakfast at all.

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[monkeymonkeydie.livejournal.com]

Bucky was awake way, WAY earlier than he should be. He yawned and stretched as he wandered into the common room, farted, scratched himself, and then went to stand near Peeta's feet.

"Feed me."

[district12baker.livejournal.com]

Peeta had been here long enough to not be surprised at seeing a talking cat, but he did a double take anyway. And then decided that the cat was just being rude.

"I don't believe I'm under any obligation to do that."

[monkeymonkeydie.livejournal.com]

Yes, the cat was just being rude. He was like that.

"You're not under anything -- you're standing up, Dumb-head," Bucky told him. "Now feed me."