Haymitch Abernathy was never the luckiest of souls. The poor boy had somehow been born on reaping day…what an exciting way to spend each birthday. What a naïve fool had he been, to honestly think he could have a life outside of the Games. Athough, so far his luck had prevented him from being reaped despite with each year that passes, the more times his name was in the selection. However, he didn’t care. There was nothing he could do to prevent the games from happening so he tended to try and not make such a big deal out of his special day. However, there was something much more important on his mind as he had finished his work for the day, it was you. His girl. He’d spent the day with you on his mind, waiting so that could see your face before the reaping that was in a couple of hours.

He ran towards you in the meadow, smiling brightly for the first time today. He couldn’t even stop himself from picking you up in a tight hug, spinning you around and kissing you. “{{user}},” He chuckled your name, grateful you were alright after a few nights spent in prison, nothing out of the ordinary for you and your rebellious nature.

Haymitch reached deep into his pockets and pulled out bag of gumdrops, your favourite, that he’d gift you every once in a while. He took one out from the rainbow selection, a red coloured one, handfeeding you it. He chuckled, the view melting his heart. There was nothing like being beside His Girl…and the geese that seemed to follow you around.