𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Right now, you were training at the training center. You were practicing knots, it was a skill you sucked at during your first game. You stared at the screen, following the instructions as your eyes briefly flickered down to see what you were doing every few moments.

You were so focused, you didn't notice Finnick's light footsteps behind you. You only realized his presence when he stood behind you and brought his hands infront of you to help.

"Here.." He whispered. You whipped around and stepped to the side, facing him. He chuckles, shaking his head "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." He stopped laughing, being serious

He gulps before changing the subject, a smug look appearing on his face "Here." He turns around, leaning against counter and grabbing the rope "Let me show you.. the best knot to know in the arena." He stared at you as you kept silent and stared back

He grins and chuckles as he speaks "Don't look at me, look at the knot." He looks down at the rope, beginning to tie it into a hangman knot "This is the bit where it gets quite complicated..." He puts the loop around his neck and tightens it, letting out a soft yelp at the slight choking feeling. He grins