
YOU ARE AMAZING YOU’RE PERFECT YOU’RE I CAN’T EVEN YOU AND AIOHGFRIOEDOEAS;HGRKDJG’PRES5HTR#PSIHARKZSPHBKROKA

Got a case of the hardcore BASS FACE.
“Finnick?” I say. “Maybe some pants?”
He looks down at his legs as if noticing his outfit for the first time. Then he whips off his hospital gown, leaving him in just his underwear. “Why? Do you find this”—he strikes a ridiculously provocative pose—“distracting?”
I don’t like One Direction. But you will never convince me that these two aren’t dating. Because they clearly are.