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❝𝕨𝕣𝕒𝕡 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤...❞

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𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 :: 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈,, 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒔,, 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒋𝒖𝒓𝒚

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THE CAPITOL
THE TRAINING CENTRE

SAFFRON IS STANDING by the station with the spears once again. Just as she's gotten her spear in line with the target, someone wraps an arm around her shoulders, making her jump.

"How's my little sister doing?" They ask, ruffling her hair. Finnick. Of course it was, she should've known at this point.

Saffron huffs and pushes Finnick back, though it's not that effective, "What the hell?! I told you to stop doing that!"

This... routine, as one could call it, started the year before, during the 74th Hunger Games. Saffron absolutely hated it but Finnick and Pierre always found it hilarious.

It was the first day of the games and Saffron's first and only year of mentoring. Finnick snuck up on her while she was talking with Pierre and almost gave her a heart attack.

After it happened for the third time, Saffron would study the look on Finnick's face in hopes of being able to distinguish when he was about to pounce. But that annoying little son of a bitch can put on quite the poker face. One that Saffron can never see through, no matter how hard she tries. It pisses her off to no end.

Finnick would catch the poor girl off guard every single time. And judging by the amused look on Pierre's face each time it happened, he was clearly in on it. Pierre was always unpredictable and chaotic but when him and Finnick are together, people literally run away and hide from them. There's no guessing what those two will do when they're together.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. Anyways where's Pierre? I was thinking we could train together." Finnick asks, looking around for his partner in crime.

"Um," Saffron scans the room and spots Pierre with Elise, "Over there." Honestly, Saffron was glad that Pierre was occupied with someone else. If he and Finnick were to train together, they'd probably end up dead after ten minutes and take everyone else in the training centre with them.

Finnick sucks in a breath, his face filled with disappointment, "Aw damn, he's busy. Alright well I guess it's just me and you then, Saffy."

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