[Annie's been sitting in the room she shares with Finnick, staring out the window, just as she has since all the fighting has died. Sometimes she'd rouse from her spot and move around, interact a little with those around her.
But mostly she's hidden, retreating into the safety of her mind.
Hearing the soft sound of Finnick singing from the other room, she blinks, her head turning toward the door. Slowly she rises to her feet and moves to the door and pulls it open. She can hear his voice better now and a smile begins to form on her lips.
Quietly she moves down the hallway and she pauses in the entryway and just watches as her husband spins Katniss around. Her smile grows, it's nice to see. Both of them smiling and Finnick laughing. Both things she knows have been missing in their house.]
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But mostly she's hidden, retreating into the safety of her mind.
Hearing the soft sound of Finnick singing from the other room, she blinks, her head turning toward the door. Slowly she rises to her feet and moves to the door and pulls it open. She can hear his voice better now and a smile begins to form on her lips.
Quietly she moves down the hallway and she pauses in the entryway and just watches as her husband spins Katniss around. Her smile grows, it's nice to see. Both of them smiling and Finnick laughing. Both things she knows have been missing in their house.]