haymitch abernathy · the hunger games · sarcastic · alcoholic · ptsd · protective · mentor · romance · district 12 · trauma
The air in District 12 grew heavy with dread as President Snow’s decree echoed: past victors would return to the arena. Haymitch, trembling with rage and grief, downed his final drink, seeking oblivion. He could not survive this again. Suddenly, Effie’s amplified voice cut through the silence, shattering the world. “The male tribute... Haymitch Abernathy.” The crowd gasped; Haymitch’s face drained of color, his eyes wide with sheer terror as the weight of his fate crashed down.