Finnick Fanfic #20
I wake to the sound of mockingjays. Their sweet melody fills my ears. The soft blanket is covering me, He must have put it over me. I open my eyes... Finnick isn't here. Finnick isn't here.
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I wake to the sound of mockingjays. Their sweet melody fills my ears. The soft blanket is covering me, He must have put it over me. I open my eyes... Finnick isn't here. Finnick isn't here.
I finish brushing my hair and begin to get ready for bed. I open the bottom draw of my large dresser and pull out two neatly folded, cream coloured blankets. "Catch!" I laugh.
She doesn't know how beautiful she is. Her crystal blue eyes sparkle in the light and a draft blows gently in her long, fair hair.
When my aching stomach is satisfied, I take mine and Finnick's clear dishes into the kitchen to rinse. I scrub until I cant scrub anymore and the old chipped plates are spotless and gleaming.
Finnick: After 15 minutes of walking, we arrive at her house. "Now, don't be expecting luxury, this isn't the Capitol" She says in a ridiculous Capitol accent.
On our way back, we stop off at the market to sell today's fish. Two druken, middle aged men are arguing over a bottle of whiskey at the alcohol stall.
Finnick: As I wander through the small woodland area, I notice she's already arrived, built a fire, finished a number of nets, and is sat, watching the blue waves that shimmer like thousands of...
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Finnick: I am woken up by the kitten, it licks my face with it's small, pink tongue."ugghh." I brush it off, without hurting it. I sleep for 5 minutes more. It begins prancing along my stomach.
Finnick: As I walk home, it begins to rain, heavier and heavier until I am soaked. As I walk past the fishmonger's, I hear a small, strange noise.
I am so hungry, my stomach and body ache allover. After brushing my very long hair, I head down to the beach. It is abandoned, peaceful and quiet. The only sound is the bird's singing.
"I lost my job." I begin sobbing again. "hey, hey. Shhhhhh." he pats my back sympathetically.
I walk carefully through the small wood near the beach. I find the spot where I left the logs last time, I pick them up and head back.
I arrive about 40 minutes late. "Just what do you think you're playing at. Hmmm. You are late again!" "Again?" This is the first time I've ever been late.
Finnick: Her eyes shoot open and she jumps up. "I'm going to be late for work." she gasps. She grabs her bag and runs as fast as lightening, her long curls flying behind her.
Finnick's POV: My stylist adds the finishing touches to my costume. I am about to shrug her off when I remember that I have to put on the act, I wink at her, "thanks." she turns a bright crimson...
My eyes flicker open. It's morning. I look up and see those green eyes staring back at me. Finnick stayed here with me all night. He is sat up with my head in his lap, finishing my net.
I jump in, splashing him. As I lift my head out of the water, he cups his hands and splashes me back, right in the face.
I've been Making nets all day, my fingers are numb and my head hurts. It turns 4:00, so I start walking to the beach.
'You left it here yesterday' 'Thanks.' I take the net from his warm hands. It's finished, the net is finished and I was only half way through. 'I thought I'd finish it off.
I'm late today because I had to work extra shifts at the shop. By the time I get there, it's 4:40. The water is icy cold, too cold for swimming, so I sit down at the water's edge and make a small...
It's 4 o'clock...I walk down past the fishmonger's and the bakery, past the square and the hall of justice.
Finnick's POV: Everything reflects my emotions; big black clouds hang over district 4 and no fish have been caught today.
Finnick's POV: If only the Capitol didn't make up these stupid rules. I don't want to watch Capitol people getting excited over another sick twist in there blasted quarter quell.
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