poison (EDITING)

The Games

•Finnick's POV•
I slowly walked into Brook's room, wearing one of Effie's wigs she left behind. I've got to say, i looked hot.

😂😂

I walked up to her bed. She was sleeping.

I decided to shake her awake.
"Brook! Brook! It's a big big big day!" I said in my Effie Trinket
accent.

She fluttered her eyes open.
"Finnick? Are you wearing Effie's WIG?!"

I nodded. "Come on, go eat breakfast then Alba needs to see you." I said, still in an accent.

She laughed, getting out of bed.
She pulled her hair up in a quick bun and walked into the kitchen.

"What's for breakfast? Where's Ryder and Penia?" Brook asked.

"Bacon and eggs. Don't know where Penia is and Ryder is with his stylist. So I guess it's just you and me."

"Take off the wig." She laughed, pouring her some coffee.

I ignored her and poured me some OJ.

"Shit! The Games start today!"
She shouted.

"Just now figured that out?"
I laughed.

"Not funny. How much longer until the Games?"

"A few hours. Alba has to get you ready, got another interview with Caesar, then we bring you to the tubes and they take you up..."

"Am I gonna die?" She asked.

"What? N-."

"Tell the truth, Finnick, do I have a chance at winning these games?"

"Yes!" I snapped.
"I already told you you're coming out of that arena."

"But you can't guarantee that."

"Well see what you have to say about that when I see you again in about two weeks."

She rolled her eyes, finishing her food.

"Well someone's grumpy this morning." I said.

She glared at me.
"You really wanna start?"

I shrugged. "I though we already have."

Brook gritted her teeth and nodded slowly annoyingly.

"Don't be mad at me. You started it with your little attitude."
I chuckled.

She threw her napkin down and walked off.
"Brooklynn!" I called after her.

I sighed. "She has anger issues." I muttered to myself.

"Geez," said Penia as she walked into the kitchen grabbing a piece of bacon. "Y'all fight like a married couple."

I shook my head. "No."