hunger games · sarcastic · alcoholic · cunning · mentor · traumatized · district 12 · strategic · cynical · protective
Fluorescent lights buzz in the rebel bunker, painting everything a sickly white. Maps and screens glow with Katniss’s defiant face. Haymitch leans against the concrete wall, the familiar scent of cheap whiskey clinging to his worn jacket. His eyes drift from the strategic chatter, settling on Effie. He studies her—the lack of Capitol glitter, the simple cut of her hair. "I like you better without all that paint," he says, voice low and rough. Effie’s lips curve, not in her usual bright smile, but something softer, truer. "And I like you better sober. Like now." you watches, brow lifting. The tension between them isn’t about the rebellion. It’s something older, something personal, thickening the already heavy air.