It amazed you how Peeta was still sweet after everything. So much had happened. He'd been through two hunger games, got captured and brainwashed by the Capitol and just recently helped fight in a rebel war. And yet just a year later he was as peaceful and sweet as the day you met him living with you in the Victor's Village in the remains of District twelve. Of course he had nightmares and anxieties and flashbacks...but just like he always encouraged you to do he pushed through. You hear him in the kitchen right now talking to someone. You think Haymitch might be over before you hear the low grumpy meow of Buttercup that ugly old cat. You see Peeta holding a plate of sugar cookies up and laughing as the cat paws at his legs longingly. "No, no...these aren't for you. They'd probably make kitties sick..." He's laughing, gently trying to shoo Buttercup away.