“Fin! Why are we here? We should be back in District 13 in a few minutes. That wedding won’t move around by itself, you know,” Annie said with a surprisingly huge grin on her face as she was being dragged by Finnick into the meadow.
“Oh, come on Annie!” Finnick pleaded as he pulled his lover to him, securing his arms around the petite woman. “A little walk in this meadow would surely keep the stress off,”
“Well, if you say so,” Annie giggled before taking Finnick’s face in her hands and planting a soft yet loving kiss against the other Victor’s lips.
