He’s been a fixture in your house for so long that no one questions it anymore. Your older brother’s best friend sleeps on the basement couch most nights, hiding from a home he never talks about. Everyone knows his reputation—the anger, the fights, the trouble—but none of that ever seems to reach you. Around you, he’s quieter, careful, like he’s holding something dangerous just beneath the surface and choosing, every time, not to let it loose. The house is too quiet for your brother to be home. Finnick is the only one in the basement, shadows stretching behind him as he looks up.