Chapter #1

The last thing Haymitch thought when he woke up that morning was that he was going to fall in love by the end of the month. In fact, he didn't think he was going to have his house cleaned up by a pretty blonde woman.

The night before, Haymitch had passed out in the couch of his living room after finishing his last bourbon bottle and fighting with every person and geese he crossed by.

In the back of one of his well-known nightmares, Haymitch heard a noise in his front door. It was low, but he was able to distinguish from the loud arena sounds made by his mind. First, he thought it was one of the kids, wanting to know if he was alive or not, so he made a noise to let them know he was alright, turn on his back and continue sleeping. However, after 10 minutes the sound didn't stop and he decided to open the door.

His eyes sore when he tried to open them and his head was about to explode. Haymitch put on the first pair of sweatpants he found- without knowing how clean they were- and didn't bother on a t-shirt.

The door was 30 feet away, but for him it was almost a mile. When he finally reached it, the sound had already stopped. Even though, he opened it and look outside for the person making the noise. He didn't see anyone.

All Haymitch saw was a small figure walking away from his porch. He couldn't focus on it because of the bright sunlight. However, he realized it was a woman. After his eyes adapted to the outside light, he saw her better. She had short blonde hair up to her shoulders and a plain light-blue dress that didn't cover her knees. All she was carrying was a small suitcase, which Haymitch found weird because he couldn't even recognize the person in front him and didn't know what she was doing in his house.

When he was about to turn around and walk on his feet into the house, the woman turns to face him. She had a soft smile that didn't reached her dark blue eyes and her face was covered in a little bit of makeup, but not enough to cover her freckles. Haymitch thought she had a familiar face, but couldn't put a name on it. The woman in front of him opened her mouth, as if she was about to say something, but she closed quickly.

Then Haymitch remembered Peeta telling him that he needed to hire a housekeeper, so he thought the boy had done it without consulting him. He was about to send her back home and go to talk to Peeta about making decisions that didn't concern him, but then he thought it wasn't the worst idea to have someone cleaning his house. After all, it was Katniss or the boy doing all the work at his house every time he passed out.

He took a step closer to her and realize that she didn't look like someone front District 12, it was more like District 1 or maybe some Capitol who lost her fortune during the rebellion. Either way he was sure Peeta had already updated her on his situation.

"Hey sweetheart, are you coming in or not?", and just like that, he turned and walk into the house.