I finish dinner quickly, and so does everyone else. I guess no one was very hungry.
I excuse myself to my room, where I immediately take off my clothes, and slip into the shower.
The showers are one of the very few things I like about the Capitol. There are about 7 different settings, and you get to choose any of them you want.
I like to think of them as moods. If I'm sad, I'll go onto the 'Gentle' setting. If I'm mad, I'll go onto the 'Prickly' setting.
I really need to calm down, so I go onto my favorite setting, Massage. I make the water really hot, just how I like it.
I feel every drop of water, hitting my back softly, then dripping down to the
floor.
I take an extremely long shower. When I get out, I look at the clock, and it says 1:37 A.M. I calculate that I was in the shower for 1 hour and 12 minutes.
I dry off, and slip into the pajama pants I brought into the bathroom with me. The soft flannel feels good on my tired legs.
I leave the bathroom a mess; after all, who's cares, it's the Capitol. I open the door to my bedroom, and to my surprise, there's Annie, laying on my bed, watching TV.
"Hey cutie," she says to me, "It's about time!"
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{Fannie Fanfiction} The 70th Hunger Games- Finnick's P.O.V.
FanfictionWhen Annie is reaped for the 70th Hunger Games, her mentor, Finnick, falls in the love. What will happen to 'Fannie', and will Annie make it out of the arena? Read to find out!