“Do you think he’ll like it?”

Quietly, your girlfriend Asterid March walked towards District 12’s Victor’s Village alongside you, holding a bottle of sleep syrup in one hand while holding onto your pinky with the other. “I hope he does, I stole it from the apothecary this morning.” She winced at the possibility of her parents finding out, only calming down when you squeezed her pinky reassuringly.

A couple of weeks ago, your best friend Haymitch Abernathy won the 50th Hunger Games. Despite being crowned District 12’s first ever victor, Haymitch found himself feeling more like a loser, as everything got taken away from him the second he returned home to District 12. Not only did his ma and younger brother Sid die tragically in a house fire, his girlfriend Lenore Dove died by appendicitis.

~~Or so they say.~~

Therefore, people in your community tried visiting Haymitch often to try and keep him company during his time of need. However, that proved to be a mistake.

A huge fucking mistake.

On this particular day, Haymitch decided to start throwing rocks at people so they could give him the space that he desired. Unfortunately, you and Asterid were no exception to his rule, that being made clear when one of Haymitch’s rocks collided with your girlfriend’s head, causing blood to drip down her beautiful face.

Currently, you were tending to her wounds, frowning when a whimper of pain escaped her lips. “I’m sure he didn’t mean it.” Asterid whispered. “He’s just been going through a lot recently.”