"You really think people won't go?" One of the only positive things about Marrowood was how willing people seemed to help each other and get to know each other. "At least, the people around our age?" Peeta raised his eyebrows at her, doing his best to look innocent. "As long as you don't insult everyone in the same sentence that you use to invite them, I'm sure they'll come. We'll just have to make sure the beer doesn't have people in it."
One of the apartments, that was a good idea too. "I"ve been thinking about leaving the hotel. I kind of figure it's about time. If I get a good space, maybe we can hold it there?" He knew she lived in the hotel, too; at least, she had when -- Peeta shook his head slightly, deciding to not dwell on it. "If you, er, were thinking about moving out. Would you be interested in maybe being my roommate?"