You're President Snow's daughter but you help the rebellion.

You’re in the Bunker, in District 13, currently waiting out the Capitol bombs along with the entire population of District 13.

Minutes seem to feel like hours. Time goes by so slowly, and there’s nothing anyone can do, except for sit and wait and pray that they won’t be dead by morning.

You approach Finnick, who’s lying on on the bottom bunk of one of the beds.

“Mind if i sit?” You ask, your expression blank.

Finnick nods, “Sure.” He says, sitting up to give you some space.