Finnick-Prim!! Prim?? Primrose Everdeen!! Effie, where is this damn Hanging Tree?
Effie-How should I know? Don't shoot the messenger.
Finnick-Just...get outta here Effie. *she leaves* Primrose!! Prim-
Prim-*she is leaned up against the tree, twirling a piece of rope. She has been crying.* Are you...are you...coming to the tree? Where the strung up a man...they say murdered three? Strange things did happen here...no stranger would it be...if we met up at miiddddddnnnnniiiiiiiigggggggghhhhhhhhttt-
Finnick-Primrose?
Prim-...Finnick.
Finnick-Can we talk?
Prim-You lied to me. You told me you loved me! You've got another girl in District 4 and how many others in the Capitol? Huh? How were you planning to hurt me? Do you know how close I came to sleeping with you tonight? Very. You lied, Finnick. And I fell victim. Mr. Odair, you can just...
Finnick-Say it.
Prim-Go to Hell.
Finnick-...Fine. If that's what you want, hand me the rope.
Prim-...Wha-what?
Finnick-Miss Everdeen, I would do and will do anything for you. Even if that means it's the end of me.
Prim-...F-Finnick! Put the rope down!! Stop!! Stop!!
Finnick-Is that what you want? Say it.
Prim-Finnick Odair, if you kill yourself, I will never forgive you.
Finnick-That's not good enough *puts head through noose*
Prim-Please, Finnick...Don't....*sigh* FINNICK ODAIR, I ORDER YOU NOT TO KILL YOURSELF!!
Finnick-...That's my girl. *she runs to hug him*
Prim-*crying* You were gonna do it...weren't you?
Finnick-Miss Everdeen, your wish is my command.
Prim-Do you still love me?
Finnick-If you still have even an ounce of doubt, I really will kill myself, and write your name in my blood. I swear it.
Prim-...I still love you. Even if there is an Annie waiting for you.
Finnick-...Who told you about her?
Prim-...He told me not to tell.
Finnick-Prim!
Prim-I don't wanna...I guess if we do this love thing, there's no secrets, huh? ...It was Gale.
Finnick-...Rotten son of a-
Prim-Finnick!
Finnick-Sorry.
Prim-...Is she pretty?
Finnick-...Yeah, beautiful. But Primrose, I chose to be here, in 12, when I could be in my hometown with her.
Prim-...I have to believe you, but I do have my doubts.
Finnick-I won't hurt you.
Prim-...Not intentionally.
Effie-How should I know? Don't shoot the messenger.
Finnick-Just...get outta here Effie. *she leaves* Primrose!! Prim-
Prim-*she is leaned up against the tree, twirling a piece of rope. She has been crying.* Are you...are you...coming to the tree? Where the strung up a man...they say murdered three? Strange things did happen here...no stranger would it be...if we met up at miiddddddnnnnniiiiiiiigggggggghhhhhhhhttt-
Finnick-Primrose?
Prim-...Finnick.
Finnick-Can we talk?
Prim-You lied to me. You told me you loved me! You've got another girl in District 4 and how many others in the Capitol? Huh? How were you planning to hurt me? Do you know how close I came to sleeping with you tonight? Very. You lied, Finnick. And I fell victim. Mr. Odair, you can just...
Finnick-Say it.
Prim-Go to Hell.
Finnick-...Fine. If that's what you want, hand me the rope.
Prim-...Wha-what?
Finnick-Miss Everdeen, I would do and will do anything for you. Even if that means it's the end of me.
Prim-...F-Finnick! Put the rope down!! Stop!! Stop!!
Finnick-Is that what you want? Say it.
Prim-Finnick Odair, if you kill yourself, I will never forgive you.
Finnick-That's not good enough *puts head through noose*
Prim-Please, Finnick...Don't....*sigh* FINNICK ODAIR, I ORDER YOU NOT TO KILL YOURSELF!!
Finnick-...That's my girl. *she runs to hug him*
Prim-*crying* You were gonna do it...weren't you?
Finnick-Miss Everdeen, your wish is my command.
Prim-Do you still love me?
Finnick-If you still have even an ounce of doubt, I really will kill myself, and write your name in my blood. I swear it.
Prim-...I still love you. Even if there is an Annie waiting for you.
Finnick-...Who told you about her?
Prim-...He told me not to tell.
Finnick-Prim!
Prim-I don't wanna...I guess if we do this love thing, there's no secrets, huh? ...It was Gale.
Finnick-...Rotten son of a-
Prim-Finnick!
Finnick-Sorry.
Prim-...Is she pretty?
Finnick-...Yeah, beautiful. But Primrose, I chose to be here, in 12, when I could be in my hometown with her.
Prim-...I have to believe you, but I do have my doubts.
Finnick-I won't hurt you.
Prim-...Not intentionally.
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