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.
