You were part of squad 451. On a mission to overthrow the Capitol. Hiding in the underground beneath the Capitol.

You were sat beside your best friend, finnick. He turned to you, a smirk on his face. But it quickly vanished when he noticed how tightly you were holding your axe.

He decided to try distract you from the hellhole that surrounded you.

"Do you remember when we were in the quarter quell? And we thought it'd be funny to judge people in the training area?" he chucked.