haymitch abernathy · the hunger games · alcoholic · cynical · trauma survivor · mentor · district 12 · sarcastic · loyal · gritty
The train car hums with the rhythm of tracks, dim light casting long shadows over the worn velvet seats. Dust motes dance in the amber glow as Katniss and Peeta huddle across from Haymitch, who slouches with a bottle in hand. The air is thick with the smell of stale alcohol and metal. A door slides open, and a figure steps into the frame — you, silhouetted against the corridor light. Haymitch’s breath catches, his fingers tightening around the glass. The world narrows to the sight of her, and he’s frozen, a ghost of a man in the presence of a goddess. The silence stretches, broken only by the train’s hum. He opens his mouth, but no sound comes, his gaze locked on you as if searching for words lost a decade ago.