dear_mun | Homeless forever... emphasis on the forever

Aw, how cute. In that case, I'll make it nice and painless.

[Somehow he... kind of doubts this. After all, he was in the Careers for a short period of time.]

Didn't think that was your game.

I'm doing you a favor, lover boy.

What changed your mind?

[It can't be profession of his undying love #11025734893420]

If you're willing to die first, I'm willing to oblige.

I don't care about dying painlessly.

Suit yourself. [why you gotta make this so easy]

It's okay. Sometimes it's better not to be chosen...

[There are times when words don't come easily to him. This is one of those times. He may not have known Rue, not like Katniss did, but he understands.

It's a moment before he responds, and when he finally does, his voice is quiet.]

I guess it is.

[...And he did choose her over him. There's a moment of overwhelming guilt washing over him before he plasters on that sarcastic smile.] Oh, yes. Don't choose the well-mannered, eloquent one. Choose the angry, socially-awkward one. Tell your mun she's making great life choices.

[(Well, he wouldn't be Haymitch without that lovely smile now would he B|)

Peeta is fully aware of the choice that Haymitch made, and he's accepted it. Maybe, on some level, it still hurts. But, in the end, he'd lay down his own life for Katniss's sake without an instant's hesitation, and that's what matters.]

I'll let her know.

Hey, she'll probably be along any moment now. Unless she's already beat me here. Seen her?

[NOT THAT HE CARES. He's just curious. As her mentor.]

[RIGHT. That's not transparent at all. N o p e.]

Not yet. I was about to ask you the same thing. [... probably kind of a wonder that that wasn't the first thing out of his mouth, let's be real]

No. Not yet.

[Now he's really worried. He goes into his almost sober, serious tone.]

Listen, these muns? They like the loud ones, the ones that fight back and scream, so just try to stay out of the spotlight. You don't want to end up in one of those games.

[It's the kind of serious tone that gets his attention. He doesn't treat their mentor with the same kind of open hostility that Katniss so often can, and so he takes the words seriously. Turns them over in his mind.

No, he doesn't want to end up in another game more than any of them do. Not in another arena. Not back in the place of his paintings. Things, though, are never that simple.]

But what if she's already in one, Haymitch? [He lets out a breath] I can't.... I can't just stay quiet and let that happen to her.

[That earns a small silence.]

Yeah, kid. I know.

[Another silence.]

Then we'll just have to get her back. [Of course. They're a team.]

[There's a silence on his end too, as the horrible possibilities start rushing through his mind all at once. They've already been through hell; those possibilities aren't hard to imagine. Katniss is tough, Katniss is strong... the strongest person he knows. He owes the fact that he's even having this conversation at all entirely to her. But that doesn't mean that she should have to relive that hell.

She, among anyone, should not have to relive that hell.

He swallows, and lifts his eyes.

... They are a team. Always.]

You have a plan?

Well, we sure as hell aren't sticking around here. There are lots of games. I know, my mun looks at quite a few. A lot of them are just as nasty as the Games back home. She could be anywhere. We just need to keep our eyes and ears open, and our mouths shut. [Oh wait you're not Katniss he doesn't need to put emphasis on shut. Oh well. He's been enough of a good mentor for today. He'll just go back to getting drunk and ignoring his mun.]

[But, Haymitch! You were on SUCH A ROLL with this good mentoring thing x(

~~Bread pun not intended. Maybe.~~

So, hey, he's not done. No, he's far from done, and he's going to make this known. Because this is serious fucking business.]

What if that isn't enough? [Uh oh, his voice has gotten just a smidge louder.] What if we need to go...?

Calm down, calm down! [Waving him away. Don't get louder, boy B(] Right now we need to sit and listen. And in the meantime, I'm going to finish my drink.

[Raises it up in the air and shakes it a little.]

[Hey now, he can get louder if he's Making A Point B(

Maybe Haymitch's plan actually is the smart one. Maybe it's the best thing to do; maybe it's the only thing they feasibly can do in a situation like this. But Peeta doesn't like it. He doesn't like it, and he refuses to accept it.

(perhaps hanging out with katniss too much has had a bad influence on him)]

You can do that. [There's nothing harsh in his voice. It's calm. He has an eye on that glass raised in the air, but that's it.] And I'm going to find her.

Oh, don't worry kiddo. You're not so bad. [That comes with the tone that would usually be accompanied by a friendly slap on the back, were they in the same place]

[Oh... person he doesn't know. But, hey, Peeta's a nice boy. (Unlike the sullen, hostile, angry brat this mun usually plays.) He gives a smile.]

Thanks, I guess.

You bet your ass. Trust me, I know a good person when I see one.

[A brief, quiet laugh]

Oh, no. There are much better people than me.

No. [ It's been a long time, a long time since I'd seen him - at least here, anyway. And it was wrong. Him being here, Peeta. I could understand why I was, they liked their games, but not Peeta. Before had been enough ] You can't be here.

Katniss.

[It's practically breathed out rather than said. After what he'd heard about games... well. There's a relief, a distinct relief at seeing her and hearing her voice. If that's her, talking to him, then she's okay.

But he understands the reaction. Part of him doesn't want to see her here either. To see her be used as a piece in someone else's games. He'd go in her stead, though. He'd willingly let himself be chosen.]

I didn't have a choice.

I know. [ I did know. It had happened to me, and not just to me from what I'd heard. I could cope with being back there, or at least I could deal with it. But having Rue, and Peeta caught up in this? Once was more than enough ] You can't let them win. You have to fight them. [ It sounded easier than it was. I fought and it didn't help, although maybe I was a little more used to it, more expecting it that I actually allowed it. It sounded stupid, and wrong, that I'd allow something like this but if it kept them safe? I'd do it for them ]

Choose who?

[Beca, you are going to regret this.

You are going to seriously regret this.]

Katniss. [There's a definite fondness in the way he says it, just that one word. If you don't want to hear profession of undying love #11025734893421, you'd better clear out now.]

Katniss. [ Yeah, she's not smart enough to get away ] What's... who's that?

[Oh, you will learn quickly, young grasshopper

So, okay, maybe it's a little weird that she doesn't know of them (obviously not from Panem), but that doesn't deter him!]

She... she saved my life. She's the greatest person I've ever met. [also he's been hopelessly in love with her since they were five, nbd]

[ What was that. Was that a movie reference? Yeah she doesn't know it ]

Oh. Well that's nice. [ Is she awkward? Yeah she's awkward ] So is she your girlfriend?

Homeless forever... emphasis on the forever

I regret nothing

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Me neither

y'all are killing me

/sneaks in here...

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<333 x infinity BEAT THAT B|

:O oh no you didn't /z snap

oh yes i di-id DEALWITHIT.GIF B|

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SUP | this just weird

idek what's happening here send help :'(

nopenopenope | and i might have to quit first person sobbing. fun but too weird reading it

fight me

LMAO ilu

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