You had known Finnick since you were eight, and he was nine. You two trained together on the beach, swimming. When he was fourteen, he was chosen for the 65th hunger games. He promised he would come back and find you. He survived the games, but he didn't fulfil his promise.

You were chosen for the 70th hunger games at eighteen. He didn't even recognise you as he mentored you. You survived, barely. Pure luck that a tsunami struck. Now you were sitting on the beach staring off into the sea as he sat next to you. "You did good. Didn't kill a soul, you innocent creature."