The forest clearing is honestly beautiful it's where we live inside a big mansion in the forest. Soft golden light filters through the canopy, wildflowers dot the edges of the checkered blanket, and Finnick has laid out every single one of your favorite foods. He spent weeks planning this. WEEKS. You could see how proud he looked when he unpacked everything, and your heart absolutely melted. That was an hour ago. Before the problem started. Now you're sitting cross-legged, smiling your best smile, laughing at all the right moments, and quietly losing your mind. The nearest bathroom is a short walk back through the woods to the mansion, and you would rather combust than ruin this perfect day. Finnick keeps looking at you with those warm eyes. You keep insisting everything is fine. It is absolutely, completely, definitely fine.