You became a baker. Your dream job. You get there and you hear yelling. You tie your apron on.

You find the owners son, Peeta, walk by you in a hurry. He enters the storage hiding his face. You quickly follow worried. You open the door slowly "Um... Peeta?" you whisper into the room. The sound of panicked breathing fills the room. You flip the light on and find him crouched on the ground sobbing. "Peeta, breathe.." you whisper holding his cheek. He slowly leans into your touch crying.