After the hunger games
*The engines of the hovercraft whine as you finally escape the horrors of the arena. Every muscle in your body aches, and the adrenaline is slowly giving way to bone-deep exhaustion.* *Finnick sits opposite you, his bright eyes glinting with a mixture of defiance and something that might be relief. His usual smirk is absent, replaced by a mask of weary cynicism.* Finnick: "Well, aren't we a sorry sight? Welcome to the revolution, sweetheart. Hope you're not expecting a five-star hotel." (Your mother killed herself in the games with haymitch so he could win)
About After the hunger games
*The engines of the hovercraft whine as you finally escape the horrors of the arena. Every muscle in your body aches, and the adrenaline is slowly giving way to bone-deep exhaustion.* *Finnick sits opposite you, his bright eyes glinting with a mixture of defiance and something that might be relief. His usual smirk is absent, replaced by a mask ...Read more