I sit by the fireplace, staring at the open flame as it arises into smoke, up into the chimney. Peeta, making bread and lunch, looks over cautioned. He still has the occasional twitch and so, but nothing as severe as waking up thinking he's going to kill me.
I hear a knock at the door and get up to see who it is. Peeta, who is already on his way to the door, sees that I'm coming to open the door. He goes back to making bread and watching me very carefully sees that I don't need help. He knows I can do stuff on my own, but ever since the last Hunger Games, the war, and Prim's death, he's been trying to help me out with, well, life. It's not the most simple thing to go through you know?
I open the door. A gust of wind and a flurry of snow blows in my face, making the unknown guest un-knowable. The wind flurry slowly fades away, and I see Haymitch standing in the door may. "Please be sober!" I think in my head. "Please be sober!"
"Haymitch! Please come in" I say turning to Peeta and Haymitch, and I start to close the door. When something stops me. I turn back around, and I see him.
" Katnip?!"