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Stealing her morphling. At least, Johanna was there by her side, where others should be but obviously weren't. Bits and pieces of conversation got stuck in Katniss' mind, but never completely because they kept her heavily sedated enough that she barely noticed how much the other victor was taking. 

Her eyes flitted open again, maybe the second or third time that day and she smiled faintly at the sight of the other girl, her head resting on Katniss' bed. She couldn't even fathom what Johanna had been through, being tortured at the Capitol and she wasn't all that certain how to ask either, so she figured it was best a topic left untouched. The other woman's body was a broken mess, her feelings heavily guarded but stormy if not broken considering she was going as far as sedating herself. 

The numbness was nice though. Even Katniss had to admit that much. All the emotional pain was pushed down, numbed like her body and she was kept in a frozen state where nothing truly mattered. She could see why Johanna would want that too. 

"Johanna," she croaked, figuring it was best she woke the other who she wouldn't really call a friend, but not an enemy either. If a nurse came in and saw her like this, they might move Katniss to another --more private room and she didn't want that to happen. Forcing more words out which slurred together a little, she looked down at the other victor, "Joha-a, wak'up."

Lifting a hand to rest on the other's face, she moved her thumb across Johanna's cheek, only to frown at the coldness. Was it real though, or only how she perceived it with the drugs flowing through her? 

"Jo-anna?" More urgent this time, she weakly tried to shove her, but failed to, seeing as how Johanna didn't move at all. Another push, more forceful this time and Johanna's head nearly fell off the bed, but the woman didn't respond in any way to the change. Blurry-eyed as the sleep-inducing drugs nearly forced her eyes to close again, she turned her head best she could from side to side, looking for an alarm, something to call the nurse with. 

                                            "Help.

                                                         He-elp.

                                                                        Help her!" 

She called out to anyone that might hear, and as loud as she could, which admittedly wasn't as loud as she liked. Failing to locate the buzzer, she pulled the needle out of her arm, groaning as she forced her body to move more. It didn't hurt. Not yet, but her limbs were heavy, her sight limited and so when she scooted to the very edge of her bed, opposite from where Johanna was seated, she fell out.

                                "Save  her. 

                                            Somebody save her, please." 

Katniss tried to crawl over to Johanna, but she was so weak --too weak, so with more effort than it should take, she rolled onto her back, staring up at the ceiling as the truth finally sunk in. It was too late. It was always too late. She couldn't save Johanna, just like she failed to save so many. Closing her eyes in agony, tears spilled from the very corners of her eyes as she whispered the same words over again and again like a mantra. 

tbh angst buddy is a title that brings me great joy.

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