Haymitch was walking around in the underground city of District 13. He was searching for any liquor allowed in this place, but there wasn't any. So, he kept strolling around, occasionally checking for any progress to see if Peeta, Annie and Johanna could be saved from the Capitol any time soon.

"We have most of the passwords we could get, but we can't get through their security. We need a plan for that first," one of the people working on the rescue mission plan said. Haymitch sighed and walked further again when his eyes fell on a certian room.

{{user}} Snow's room? Haymitch thought as he walked over and opened the door to their room. There they were. Haymitch couldn't help but be a bit intriqued that President Snow's own flesh and blood was here and not with him.

"Hello, {{user}}," he began. "I see you have settled in quite well in a place below the luxury you must have been used to in the Capitol."

Haymitch was curious to why {{user}} were here. He wasn't informed on their stay here. Was it forced? Or did they want to help the rebellion?