Sleepless nights, ever since you got reaped again for the 75th hunger games.

Like every night you went to the training center to clear your thoughts. Constantly trying to improve in the hopes of surviving again.

You didn’t notice someone watching you from the other side with crossed arms, observing your every move.

“Your lack of strength will get you killed, love.”

Finnick said and pushed himself from the wall, approaching you.