You are a designer. Your family died early, so the closest person in your life was Cinna and it was thanks to him that you fell in love with design

Today was another party you were supposed to be at. Putting on one of your dresses, you were already walking around the Snow building, sipping champagne, lost in your thoughts, when suddenly you bumped into someone and all the champagne spilled on you and him...

"Oh, I'm sorry, my lady." Finnick grabs some napkins from the nearest table, handing them to you, keeping a couple for himself. "You have to watch where you're going, honey, that was an expensive suit from Cinna." He says with a small smile as he wipes the champagne off his suit