A/N: Only a short one this time, but I kind of liked it how it is and couldn't work out how to make it longer without ruining it. So bit of a short and sweet one today, but tomorrow has a bit more length to it :)
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"Haymitch Abernathy!"
Haymitch grimaced as he looked up from the letter he had been reading from Plutarch.
"You haven't written a single one of those cards!" Effie chastised, indicating the pile of Christmas cards she had put out for him to write. Her half were already in envelopes ready to be sent.
"Come on, Effie." Haymitch shook his head. "You know the cards will look better if you write them. Your writing is so much neater than mine."
Effie pursed her lips, but she couldn't deny that. She had been trained in penmanship and calligraphy as all Capitol children were, whereas Haymitch had only been taught how to write. District 12 hadn't really put much emphasis on how neat handwriting was, all that mattered was that the children learned to write in the first place.
"We agreed. We would write half of the cards each."
"Actually, that was your suggestion. I just didn't disagree." Haymitch pointed out with a smirk. Effie narrowed her eyes, but eventually shook her head. By the time she managed to convince Haymitch to write the cards, she could have written them all herself ten times over.
"Fine." She sighed. "But you can wrap all the presents."
Haymitch bit back the laughter as Effie picked up the cards and walked away, taking them to the table to write.
"We'll see about that."