#alcoholicsavior

What the even fuck..haymitch you’re drunk. I REALLY don’t want to know what smutty things you’re doing with Effie…please let spare me by NOT sharing the details while I finish dinner. :x

Forbidden words ;; Thank you so much, love !! I really enjoy Damien Rice’s music, though I’m a big fan of Mumford and Sons as well. I fell in love instantly. A lot of people in my school and surroundings don’t know them (strangely enough!), but that’s okay. I’m glad you enjoy it, as well !!

( blushes aggressively )

( squealing tbh )

( uvu really?! )

( Gale had never wrapped a gift in his life, and he honestlydoubted Haymitch ever had. District Twelve didn't spend money on gifts. They were hardly able to afford enoughfood to survive, much less buy gifts for eachother. No, their holiday celebration was the Solstice, which meantthat the worst was over, and the Spring was coming. Onthe Solstice, families would gather over fire and have anice meal if they could, and enjoy their time together, celebrate surviving the winter. However, in the Capitol, people exchanged gifts. SinceEffie was now a permanent fixture in Gale's daily routine, that meant that he was now following this tradition. Alarge part of this tradition, apparently, is covering said giftwith colorful paper. So this left Haymitch and Gale tryingto wrap their presents together, though neither of them had any real clue. It consisted largely of frustrated gruntingand passing tape back and forth, but by the end, theirgifts were wrapped, albeit poorly. Gale looked to Haymitch, eyebrows furrowed. )❛ I don't think I will ever understand the Capitol. ❜