you and finnick had been best friends for ages. But you haven't seen him in a while, he had became unstable ever since the quarter quell and would just fiddle with a piece of rope. And the war wasn't helping.

you were getting ready for a mission with squad 451 when you heard a familiar voice

"Welcome to the 76th hunger games."

he stood behind you. Grinning. The custom Trident that Betee had designed for him in his hand as he span it round.