He wasn’t beautiful, with his dark hair showing some traces of silver, and sometimes his normally quick step showed his years. But she’d had more than enough of artifice and shallow bullshit in her life. She’d been fucked by her share of carefully groomed and surgically altered freaks. Even Finnick, beautiful as he was, hadn’t ever wanted her as more than his friend. It was Annie, with all her flaws and her own grief to bear, who’d managed to be her truest friend. So she was tired of beauty. It could be crushed and destroyed. It didn’t last and it hadn’t ever done a fucking thing for her anyway
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I love that dynamic they can provide for each other SO FREAKIN MUCH. (Also a sucker for Annie, Haymitch, and Johanna as a family, and if it's an AU where Finnick isn't dead and he's part of that family, yaaaaay)
Well, if you put more Hayhanna out there you know I'll definitely try to write it! So far you and I are the only two to prompt it. Sadface.
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thank you!
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Well, if you put more Hayhanna out there you know I'll definitely try to write it! So far you and I are the only two to prompt it. Sadface.
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