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[jarofmuses]

[text] I am not stalking you. But you should do something about your bathroom, it’s gross.

[text] You think I did not notice when you entered my apartment earlier?

[text] Get your ass back her an you, do something about it.

[jarofmuses]

"I might be drunk."

A masterlist of prompts and sentence starters 

"Don't you say" Finnick replied, smelling the strong odor of liquor in Castor's breath. "Where did you even get alcohol?" he asked and heard steps. It must be the guards. He grabbed Castor's hand and pulled him inside his compartment. "You idiot better don't snore" he said, jumping to his bed and leaving Castor the adyacent bed. 

[jarofmuses]

[text]: Wait, what happened?

A masterlist of prompts and sentence starters

[text: Castor] The people in four are uprising. I must help them.

[text: Castor] Please don't tell anyone I left. I'll be back in a few days. Alive.

[text: Castor] I promise.

[jarofmuses]

Trapped || Finnick & Castor

 Damn mutations. Damn Capitol. Damn Snow. Goddamn everything. That's all that kept repeating on Finnick's mind while having lost track of all the 451 squad. All but one. The brave man of the camera, who decided to go last, even against all of Finnick's endless ranting about how he didn't want to leave someone behind.

And he didn't. He lost sight of Katniss and everyone else because a mutt balanced itself over Castor and himself. He is sure he's bleeding from more than one spot, but that's not what worries him right now, that he's helping Castor into one of the empty houses. The capitolites doesn't even lock their doors so that was easy. He's sits his team mate on the floor and then runs to lock the door and lock it with every piece of furniture at his reach.

"Castor." he came back, and checked him. "Castor, how are you feeling? Stay with me please." he begged.

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