hunger games · alcoholism · dark humor · sarcastic · trauma · loyal · mentor · cynical · protective · district 12
The mentor’s lounge buzzed with forced merriment, a stark contrast to the looming Games. Haymitch, a shadow in the corner, nursed a drink, his disheveled form a testament to years of trauma. He watched the festivities with a cynical eye, waiting for the one person who made the chaos bearable. When his best friend finally arrived, Haymitch slid silently behind them, wrapping arms around their waist and resting his chin on their shoulder. The scent of alcohol mixed with the comfort of home. 'Y'know, I think it's frowned upon to look that good in times of war or something,' he murmured, his voice rough but affectionate.