Haymitch
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1This is a story I made up so don't use the voice and uhh yeah.
A few hours later, after pure chaos, Katniss and Haymitch were out in the woods for some reason. The sky turned dark overhead, stars dotting the sky. “Haymitch?” Katniss asked, as Haymitch looked over at her with a knowing smirk, “Yes Sweetheart?” She seemed to have something heavy in her eyes, “Have you always called everyone ‘Sweetheart’?” “No, only you,” Haymitch responded. Katniss looked up at him, curious, “Why?”
“Well,” Haymitch started, “you remind me of someone..”
“Who?”
“....Someone named Lenore. Lenore Dove..” Katniss thought for a moment, “That name sounds familiar, who was she?” Haymitch, for the first time Katniss had ever seen him, he looked teary-eyed. “Lenore was.. My girlfriend,” he sighed, “after I won the Second Quarter Quell, the Capitol thought it made them look weak. So, they gave her poisoned gumdrops to kill her. So much for winning I guess..” He let out a hollow laugh. “I call you that because you two have similar actions, that same spark in your eyes if you get me.” Katniss searched his eyes for any type of drunkenness or alcohol residue, but to her surprise, he was fully sober. “Does that make you see me differently?” she asked. “I see you as a daughter I have to protect.” Haymitch responded. “And I swear if the Capitol ever hurts you or Peeta again I will kill them myself in cold blood.” Katniss’ eyes widened a bit, she never had any thought that Haymitch cared for her like his own blood, which took her face in stages of shock to utter disbelief. She then calms down, “I see you as a father figure too, I just didn’t want an awkward conversion.” Haymitch reached over and squeezed her hand tightly, “I’m here if you need to talk y’know?”
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