Literature
Peeta X D 12!Tribute!Reader: I Survived For You 3
I tried to ignore the strong smell that followed. I turned around, and saw a man with blonde hair and blue eyes, he looked like he was in his forties. Anyway, the stranger walked over to where all the drinks/alcohol were placed, and poured himself a drink. Then, he lifted a lid off of a silver container, then slammed the lid down. He asked,
"Where is the ice?"
Kat and and I chose to stay silent. Peeta on the other hand,
"I...I don't...know..."
The man sighed, and then came to sit down, unfortunately, right next to me.
'I wouldn't have any problems with him sitting next to me, if he didn't smell like a BAR, or maybe, just maybe, WORE SOME
