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Besides Annie, Mags, and the sea, what makes you the happiest?

“Strawberries with sugar.” 

     A delicacy in Four, but still something Finnick valued. It was the first treat Mags had bought him, on their first visit to town together. He and Gill had shared them and squabbled good-naturedly over the last one. To this day, the mere mention brought a smile to his face. Perhaps he would go down to the market today and see if they got in a fresh shipment…

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What was your first "client" like?

Torment my muse with questions. About their past, about their regrets, their unanswered hopes. Make my muse squirm.

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“She said more than anything, she liked taking virginity.”

     Talking about her always left Finnick in shivers, though he did his best to control himself around the gray face. 

“She had this thick green hair. It was a shade that reminded me of a poisonous snake I killed in my Games. She found it so funny that I had never slept with anyone before. She said she was going to teach me all the tricks.” He swallowed hard before continuing. “The first thing she did was shove my tongue inside of her. It made me want to gag but she held me there until she finished. Then there were the handcuffs… Her nails were black and she left scratches up and down every part of me. Three days she had rented me for…”

     Finnick shook his head, refusing to indulge them any further. “I’m not discussing this any more.”