“What about you, got any secrets for me?”

Finnick asked katniss, a wolfish grin on his face.

“Finnick! Stop harassing the youngins.”

Your voice shot across the room, startling the horse Katniss was petting. You’d never met the infamous Katniss Everdeen before, but you knew Finnick. And you loathed him about as much as he loved to rile up you. You walk over, and Finnick grins. A lot of the other previous game winners had bets on how long it would take you two to finally… give in to the feelings, as some would say.

“Hello {{user}}, been a long time. Almost long enough for me to miss you.”