Hunger Games Movies Quotes の小説・ストーリー

the one who had suggested in killing me responded. “You're crazy!” One whisper-yelled. “What do you see in that man?” “Riches and the chance to be a Luna,” answered the evil plotter. “Just let her be, she'd die anyways,” one said dryly, and just then I felt darkness snatching me away.

“How do you know this? Who are you? Why can you see me when no one else could? And why are you still naked? That is still bothering me.” She smiled again like I was a child asking too many questions. “You ask too much.” “Yes,” I said. “Because I do not want to die.” “You will not die here.” “That is what every horror movie says before the main character dies.” She looked confused. “What is a horror movie?” I sighed. “This conversation is exhausting.” She turned and started walking. “Come.” But I did not move. “No.” She stopped and turned “You said you wanted to go to the cave.”

She shushed loudly, snatching the bowl of popcorn from me again. “Okay, I’m bored!” Lucas groaned. “Shh!” Thea and I shushed him together. Ugh! People! “What is so great about this movie anyway?” Lucas frowned at the screen. “Hello? Do you have eyes or what?” I raised an eyebrow at him. His such a dumb nut! “If hotness were a crime, this fucking movie would be the most wanted criminal!” Thea sighed as she looked at the screen. “How can so many hot guys agree to work in the same movie just to tease the female population of the world?” She asked no one in particular.

Turning on the screen, I open HBO to hit play on the movie already cued up. “Perfect Day,” plays through the speakers as I settle into the couch, munching on my midnight snack. Wiggling to get comfortable, I let my favorite movie wash away the complications piling up in my life. They’re so many it’s impossible to count them using both hands, and I do not know how to handle any of them, so I’ll just ignore them for now. A third of the way into the movie, a husky voice has me finding Matt standing in the doorway. His blue irises shining mischievously as he quotes his favorite line of the movie. “Whoever said orange is the new pink is seriously deranged.”

He looked up, expecting others to be equally as disgusted, but he was stunned to see the men digging in like they were having a gourmet meal, the moment the short prayer ended. Christ. What kind of hunger Games shit was this? Eli poked at the food with his fork. There was no way he was eating this. Thank God he’d packed like a dozen protein bars, a stash of chocolates, and one emergency sour gummy belt. He was set so he didn’t have to punish himself by eating this shit. He moved his fork around, faking it. Maybe if he stirred it enough, it’d look eaten. “Young man.” Eli’s heart thudded. Prior Dominic was looking directly at him.

“By twilight, you might remember your place.” I lifted the bucket. “I have a good memory.” “Mm. We’ll test it.” She said calmly. “Finish here, and you’ll get to eat.” “And if I don’t want to?” I asked, refusing to break. “Then I will gladly watch you starve.”

It’s my first time watching anything on a screen, and it’s a hell of a challenge to tone my excitement down. So I fill my mouth with delicious popcorn each time my astonishment piques, and the Vampire occasionally growls at me for it. I wish I could step out like this with Mortiz and Mei. But still, I’m here with someone either way. Even if it’s the last individual on my list. “You eat like a shrew, how unsightly,” He says with disgust as I fill my mouth, and feeling hurt from his words, I lower my head for a bit before concentrating on the movie.

the moment I walked in. "He learned that from my neighbor's true crime podcasts," Lena said. "It's his favorite phrase. That and 'objection.' He yells it at the mailman." Michael was already on the couch with a bowl of chips, and Derek was arranging scones on a plate. The movie was some action film none of us had seen, and we talked through half of it, throwing popcorn at the screen and arguing about plot holes. Mango squawked "Not guilty!" at every explosion.

“Yes. Exactly like that.” “Liar.” She whispered, her eyes drooping from sleep. “No,” I shook my head. “Because you are the most beautiful woman in the world to me…and I’ve never watched The Hunger Games.” “Never?” She asked sleepily. “How about Divergent?” “Nope.” I smiled, wiping at my eyes to get rid of these damn tears. “Never.” “Then let’s watch them together, okay?” She sighed, holding back a yawn. “When I’m out of here…let’s watch a lot of movies together.”

This action of her causes a scene as on-lookers from nearby crowds emerged. “You have no right to judge how I live my life. You also have no right to insult my choices. You have zero rights to insult the man I love and lastly you have no permission to declare him dead, do you understand me?” Katniss seethed angrily at Ludale then let go of his shirt violently. It caused him to stumble and fall back to the bar table which almost caused the glasses to tumble and break. “Your discernment of people who aren’t so privileged financially is absurd. You, my mother an everyone else who shares that belief are the problems of the world. To hell with all of you!” Katniss snapped and Ludale laughed at he