As Haymitch left the bakery, Peeta tore into the first basket. It was muffins, chocolate chip, banana nut, raisin, blueberry. One by one until all 12 were polished off. Stomach still growling, he tore into the second basket. Cupcakes. Chocolate, strawberry, any kind you can imagine. Each one large and thick with rich icing. Resting his hand on his now bloated gut, another customer comes in.
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