#hey civi.. hey.. remember this..

the waves lap against the side of his boat, a tiny blue thing he called mags. finnick liked to be out here. he liked it even more when ashley agreed to come along, even if she fussed over him potentially getting sunburnt ( and maybe she had a point. there was rarely a day he docked his boat without red cheeks and peeling shoulders ). after making sure the pair are in a good spot, finnick turns to look at her, hand shielding his eyes from the bright rays of the afternoon sun. “ no, i didn't put on sunscreen. i forgot it at home. ” he can already tell what she's going to ask, so he preemptively answers it. “ i did bring lunch, though. i got us subs and apple juice. you hungry? ”