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“C’mon, Cat,” Celeste presses, “You know that no one’s talking about the outfits this year, except for one.”
Cat tilts her head playfully. “Hm,” she muses, “I couldn’t possibly put a finger on why that would be. Perhaps because Finnick Odair’s rippling abs just look so damn good next to that expensive, shimmering trident?” She sticks out her tongue when Celeste cackles at her for obviously seeming so much more interested in the weapon, instead of the dreamboat at *the gala that Cat had attended*, and yet, she wasn’t coming out with some story about how she’d jumped down Finnick Odair’s throat until he’d pulled her close and kissed her.
Truly, Cat was wasting her connections.
Later that night, Finnick Odair's choking against their sheets, Celeste's mother atop of him. Neither Cat or Celeste know.
A study of Capitol teens, Capitol mothers, Capitol culture; and how everyone's kind of a bastard. Poor Finnick. Do heed the warnings.
Series
- Part 1 of Burn Butcher Burn