Dear Cat-o,

FYI, that's your new nickname. Suck it.
Clover.

Dear Clover,

Brilliant. Only took you sixteen-and-a-half years. I'm not surprised, really. You are quite dim. Please don't cut my limbs off for saying that, but it's true. I don't know how you - we - won.

The most handsomest Victor on earth (That's right, hotter than Finnick Odair),

Cato (Not Cat-o. Geez. Get it right already.)

Dear Cato,

I'm not dim. Come near me and I'll kill you. I will, I promise. I heard what you did.

Clove.