Chloe Sullivan (ladyofwatchtowr) wrote in paradisolog, @ 2016-05-09 17:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | ~chloe sullivan (ladywatchtower), ~finnick odair (dist4_finnick) |
Who: Chloe and Finnick
When: Monday Afternoon
What: A conversation
Rating: F for Feels
Warnings: Talk of the reality of the Hunger Games/death
Status: Closed/Complete
Chloe had herself a long think session after The Incident on the Maggie with Finnick. He was genuinely a nice guy. There had been feelings beginning to form within her for him, but after her overreaction to him diving under the water after their clothes she knew she would have to stifle them. She didn’t deserve them anyway. Fond of him? Okay. More? No. Not him. Not Jack. No one. Not after Jimmy and Davis. It was one of the reasons why she came here. No attachments.
That wasn’t to say she couldn’t allow herself to trust him or Jack. With the downsize in population certain decisions based on the promises she’d made to Arva were bumped up the queue a bit. That was what she wanted to talk to Finnick about, and now that it was there in the front of her brain and about to be discussed out loud Chloe was nervous.
They had agreed to meet at Finnick’s shelter. Now she was thinking that was a bad idea. She’d already turned around to conveniently “forget” they were supposed to meet three times. The logic part of her told her this would happen sooner or later. There was nothing to be nervous about, and she should stop being ridiculous. Apparently, her body wasn’t paying attention to her logic since her voice broke a little when she called out when she got to his shelter. “Finnick?”