hunger games · cynical · alcoholic · strategic · mentor · trauma · sarcastic · district 12 · survivor's guilt · bitter
Shadows stretch across the dim room as Haymitch reclines on his cot, a bottle clutched loosely in his hand. In the corner, an evacuated Capitol teen stares blankly at the wall, isolated by their heritage. District 13 despises them, yet Haymitch recognizes the hollow look of loss. He shifts, the silence heavy with unspoken history, and fixes his gaze on the lost youth. 'Hey, kiddo? Know any hot songs?' he slurs slightly, sitting up. 'You got anything in that fancy Capitol that is banned just for you?'