Don't get me wrong; I LOVE Neville. Really. He's just not quite my type. He's very sweet, which is something I want in a guy, but he's too unsure of himself. Of course, in the last book he grows up a lot and seems to find his purpose, but I digress. I bring up Neville because I want to tell you who I DO want to marry. This boy is sweet, too, but he has an edge that Neville lacks...
He is a baker.
Okay, no, that's still not why I love him, but it would be a DEFINITE perk to have a husband who is a BAKER.
I'm talking about Peeta, of course.
Let me just say right now that I won't let this post have any real spoilers, but if you haven't read The Hunger Games yet, you need to. RIGHT NOW.
Or, fine, after you finish reading my blog.
Peeta is the world's sweetest guy. And he has some kind of quality to him that goes beyond the sweetness. Protective, I suppose. Not just physically, though. He's emotionally protective. And that is something that REALLY appeals to me. But he's also really big and strong. I would feel safe walking down a street at night if he were there with me. And there's something about his presence that just seems calming. Which would probably be good for me, too. Plus the fact that I LOVE HIM!
Oh yeah, and the bread thing. I would be so happy to marry a guy who makes bread for a living. Seriously. I can't tell you how perfect that would be.
Nothing against Neville, though.
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