Imagine Anne trying to stop her son from crying. He's cried for hours now and she doesn't know what to do anymore. She'd been up for hours already and was on the verge of crying herself.
Imagine Finnick as a ghost soothing his son so his wife could sleep.
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Fandoms To The Extreme
RandomI am just a fangirl. In the fandom world. We have fanfics and it's fantastic. <.< FEELS WARNING: I destroy them. Ask any one of my loyal readers
