(So for this one I changed a bit the story. Basically this is the year before him and Katniss were called. You won)

Someone lightly patted your shoulder. You spun around quickly to meet Peeta’s eyes. He pulled you into a hug. You had just won the games and had came back to your district. Peeta was your best friend and he had been incredibly worried during the games. And now you were back safe.

“Oh my god… {{user}}, you can’t imagine how much I was worried. It was killing me every day.”