Yes, more Shade and Aspen stuff. I also had a lot of fun writing those 50 things so I'm going to do it again! The lines will probably be longer this time though.
It was her favorite month, because it was when Aspen first met the boy she fell in love with.
No one could deny the delight on either of their faces when they were reunited for the first time in weeks.
Even as 5 year olds building sand castles Shade had thought Aspen was the greatest; he still thinks that today.
Shade always had a weird interest in the Hunger Games, until his best friend was thrown into an arena and had to fight for her life.
Shade had always been an early riser. It came with good benefit too, he was able to watch Aspen sleep peacefully beside him.
Despite the grey storm clouds, Shade dragged Aspen outside and reminded her she had nothing to be afraid of.
Aspen never cared that she was single. It wasn't until she actually had someone to be with that made being single near unbearable.
Shade hardly wanted Aspen ever out of his sight, because he worried he may not see her ever again.
Being thrown in separate cells was tortuous for the two of them, but they would yell each other's name to show they were still alive.
When Shade was rescued, he came back to her damaged. Mentally and physically he was a wreck and Aspen had no idea what to do.
As Aspen rested in the infirmary, Shade kept a constant vigil by her side, determined to be the first face she saw when she woke up.
As the two of them snuck out of their quarters way past lights out, Shade couldn't help but noting, "I always knew I was a bad influence."
It took only one moment, one miniscule event, for Shade to realize how much he truly loved Aspen.
The way Shade had begun to avoid her was a warning sign that Aspen seemed more than oblivious too.
Shade kept putting up a metaphorical wall between him and Aspen, the closer they were the more danger she was in...he couldn't have that.
After hearing she had volunteered for a mission, one that didn't involve him, Shade feared that he had truly lost Aspen for good.
Try as hard as she may, Aspen could never truly seem to get Shade out of her mind...it made completing this mission all the more difficult.
Aspen came back to him alive and in one-piece, something he said he'd thought impossible. "Believe the impossible is possible."
Aspen made an appeal to Shade, "Please don't go." Shade wished he could stay with her, but he had a job to do.
Without Shade, Aspen seemed to lose confidence in her abilities. It was a driving factor for her signing up for another mission.
"Is this really necessary?" Aspen inquired. Shade still made her promise not to go on another mission, he wasn't about to lose her again.
Shade didn't know why he was so intrigued by how Aspen mixed all the colors together to create beautiful paintings, it was unexplainable.
They hadn't spoken to each other in days, but the minute Aspen cried out for him in the night, he found himself by her side instantly.
Aspen just regarded it as a fact that she and Shade were always meant for each other, there never could've been anyone else.
What was worse than losing her? Nothing. Shade knew that there was nothing possibly worse than losing the one you love the most.
Aspen hated cold temperatures, but she reasoned she could put up with them if Shade's warm arms were always a result of the cold.
Aspen always knew her greatest defense was the strong-armed boy who had sworn to protect her fifty times over.
Shade could never understand how Aspen had been able to deal with being thrown into an arena and being hunted down like an animal.
They were District 1 rebels, a title that neither of them had a problem with.
Hearing Shade cry out in pain affected Aspen that night, the next morning she was gone; tracking down the person who had hurt her Shade.
It took a few days for him to be able to think clearly and in doing so his first question was, "Where is Aspen?"
They share a room, they share a bed, and they share a distinct passion for seeking revenge on people. They have a very odd relationship.
Being stationed far away from each other was terrible, but it made being back together again all the more worthwhile.
Not even her favorite tea could soothe her worries, because her mind would not stop jumping to the conclusion that he wasn't coming back.
Shade had never felt so stupid, for he had let her slip through his fingers and once more put herself in danger.
Summer was her favorite season, she really didn't understand why until Shade said it was his favorite too.
He watched as she floated on the surface of the water, wondering how he had been so lucky to find her.
Shade wouldn't, accept she was dead. He was eternally greatful that some divine force brought life back into her body and his as well.
Aspen didn't want to be fighting, and after awhile she told Shade enough was enough; either they work things out or they fall apart.
Shade had never seen Aspen cry so hard when they were told they were to be separated again, it was almost enough to make him cry too.
"Do you think I'm pretty?" Aspen asked. "No," Shade answered. "I think you're beautiful."
One of Shade's fondest memories was watching Aspen win her Hunger Games, because he knew that she was coming back to him.
Some days he felt like he didn't have the strength to get up and move. It was those gorgeous blue eyes that gave him plenty of strength.
"Honestly Shade, it's just a scratch," Aspen argued. Shade still insisted on taking her to the infirmary though.
"Why do you care so much?" Shade yelled angrily. "Because I love you!" Aspen replied.
When they were first caught in the same bed, it was embarassing for them. Now, it's more embarassing for the other person.
They made a grand celebration out of their last day together, determined to have at least one good memory if anything bad did happen.
In theory, neither of them should've survived the blast, but they did. That was proof enough that someone thought they were meant to live.
Aspen knew the offer was too much to resist, but she still refused it anyway. She had promised to be there when Shade came back.
Their arguments were always a spectacle to watch. They were amusing in the sense that every single one ended in them kissing.
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