Dear Fanfiction,

So, in your spare time, you happily imagine that Katniss and I are together? As in, together, together? For crying out loud, what in Panem goes on in your minds? I love Annie. Annie. Remember her?

Plus, dearest little Peetykins is getting jealous. He may start throwing his palette if you don't stop. And you know what it does to the walls.

Sincerely, Finnick Odair.

P.S. You know you just want a piece of this. *poses*


I'm sitting here, tragically hoping for that 50 review benchmark. Review?