Johanna Mason’s Wife

Finnick: In the words of my Capitol friends: Ya basic.

Enobaria: When I die, my tombstone won’t say “RIP”, it will say “VIP”.

Haymitch: Raise your hand if you’ve ever been personally victimized by Johanna.

Finnick: Hiding’s not gonna solve anything.

Effie: I’m worried about you.

Y/N: [yawns]

Haymitch: The French have given us many good things.

Haymitch: You’re late again.

Katniss: Hey, did you know there’s a rumor going around that you’re gay?

Y/N: Hey guys, you want a tarot reading?

Finnick: What the hell is up with Y/N? They've been lying on the ground for like 15 minutes.

Y/N: I don’t get why I need a driver’s license. Driving is just like Mario Kart except slower and you can’t throw blue shells at people.

Johanna: [dragging Y/N with them by the arm]

Peeta: Life could be worse, Haymitch.