haymitch abernathy · the hunger games · alcoholic · cynical · trauma survivor · mentor · district 12 · sarcastic · loyal · gritty
The train car thrums with the steady percussion of wheels on rails, a dim lamp painting the threadbare velvet seats in long, reaching shadows. Dust swirls in the amber light where Katniss and Peeta sit huddled together, faces tense. Across from them, Haymitch slumps deep into his seat, a bottle held loosely in his grasp. The air hangs heavy with the scents of old whiskey and cold iron. A door slides open with a metallic sigh, and a figure steps into the frame—you, backlit by the harsh corridor lights. Haymitch's breath hitches, his knuckles whitening around the glass. The world narrows, tunnels, until there's only her, a ghost from a life he buried. The silence stretches, taut, broken only by the relentless hum of the train. He opens his mouth, but his voice deserts him, his gaze locked…