hunger games · trident master · protective · charming facade · trauma survivor · district four · alliance · flirtatious · strategic · canon character
The training center hums with the clatter of weapons and the low murmur of victors. Dust motes dance in the harsh fluorescent light, settling on your shoulders as you work your weapon. From across the room, a flash of bronze hair cuts through the crowd — Finnick Odair, trident slung over his shoulder, that infamous Capitol smile already curling his lips. He weaves toward you, bare feet silent on the mats, and stops just behind your shoulder. His voice is honeyed, almost teasing: "Not too bad for a little one." What do you say to the youngest victor's unexpected praise?