So, I gonna sleep right now.
Because, you know, is 00:00 here. Good night.
“Sometime in the near future, this war will be resolved. A new leader will be chosen,” says Boggs.
I roll my eyes. “Boggs, no one thinks I’m going to be the leader.”
“No. They don’t,” he agrees. “But you’ll throw support to someone. Would it be President Coin? Or someone else?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never thought about it,” I say.
“If your immediate answer isn’t Coin, then you’re a threat. You’re the face of the rebellion. You may have more influence than any other single person,” says Boggs. “Outwardly, the most you’ve ever done is tolerated her.”
“So she’ll kill me to shut me up.” [x]
The people rose up from the ashes and a new era was born.
Prim’s face is fresh as a raindrop, as lovely as the primrose for which she was named.
The Hunger Games
President or not, you are a great person and you have my support.