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"Are you sure Mags is not going to walk in on us?" Johanna asked, worried.

Finnick threw the sheets over their head, “Even if she does, she won’t recognize us like this,” he whispered, kissing her cheek.

She smiled, and with a laugh, “What am I going to do with you?”

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