"Why do they call her Jack the Ripper?"
Serabella Chambers, seventeen years old in the seventieth hunger games. When she volunteered for her little sister, Annabella Cresta. Running through the crowd to save her life desperately.
"Well she murdered...
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When I had finally woken up from my deep slumber, I could feel the smell of something in the dining quarters, I was looking up at the bright rooftop, someone had opened my curtains. Or had I left them open? I actually didn't remember much of last night. I lay on my bed, feeling the great plain white sheets that covered my body.
And I was completely naked.
I felt my entire body felt exposed underneath the sheets that I was lying in. my head was not on a pillow, instead of something much warmer. Like a chest, like an arm? What the hell?
Then I remembered. The sex, the chat, the conversations. My mind went into a total mind fog that morning, the smell of wine and aftershave hit me instantly, the feeling of me just having quite a tough workout in the morning. I looked up to see the person I had, had sex with last night.
Finnick was fast asleep, on arm behind his head as he rested on it and the other arm around my shoulder. He was fast asleep, he was quiet as a mouse in the mornings as the two of us lay side-by-side and didn't say a word for a while.
I just lay there; I couldn't hear many people moving around in the morning. I think I might have been the only one awake in the living quarters. My hair was glistening in the sunlight; my eyes were flaked with some kind of thing in my eyes that made me feel extremely tired.
"I should probably take a shower. so if you don't mind, can you get off my arm?"
Finnick's voice was a lot deeper in the morning, before he had showered. I didn't say anything for a moment, feeling his harder breath on my entire body. He was barely even half-awake when he was talking me, which made my heart flutter in my chest.
"Yeah. yeah of course." I splattered out of my mouth. I had never really been this nervous around someone before. "Do we have our training sessions with you today?"
"Yes." Finnick nodded, he groaned as he moved out of the bed, I was moving my head and my arms.
I moved off of his arm, he moved out of the bed. Completely naked still. He gave me a kiss on my head, which I blushed at times a million. He grabbed his trousers, walked out of the door.
And he was gone.
I get out of bed around ten minutes after Finnick did, I walk into the bathroom and take a luxurious shower. running my hands through my hair and cleansing my entire body, I smell like cinnamon and coconut oil when I step out of the shower, I get dressed into that kind of jumpsuit in the morning before I leave my room, I place my hair in a ponytail with some streaks hanging down.
I leave my bedroom casually; I notice that no one else in their rooms. Everyone else is at the dining table and having breakfast, Finnick included. He looks like he has just sat down but has already joined the conversation.
"Well finally. What took you so long to wake up?" Elodie hisses at me, I don't say anything. but when I try and look at Finnick, with a grin on my face.
