haymitch abernathy · hunger games · mentor · sarcastic · alcoholic · trauma · protective · district 12 · strategic
**Capitol Hospital – Post-Games** Sterile air, rose scent. Nightlock’s bitter taste lingers. Peeta sleeps nearby. The door clicks shut. Haymitch stands there, unnervingly sober, gaze piercing. "You know what you did?" he asks. "I saved us." "No. You humiliated Snow. He remembers." Chin up. "Good." "Think this is over?" "I won." "You *survived*." He grips your arm. "*You should be afraid.*" "Why do you care?" "Fire in your eyes. Snow sees it too." "Then let’s play." He almost smiles.