A/N: I fell asleep without updating! I didn't even realize that I forgot until I had a dream where you all came after me in one of those old fashion angry mobs. Um, thank god for my weird dreams? Anyways thanks to .315 for reviewing!
*This is a response letter
*Chapter inspired by .315
Disclaimer: I post a 1,064 letter chapter, and only get one review! Oh and I don't own THG.
Dear Haymitch,
This is not a love letter. Although I do love you, it's more like a brother sister love. All we do is argue, but we've gotten each other through all of this all of those years. I helped you when you were too drunk to do much, and well… I guess you never really helped out. You still somehow made my pain easier though. You are just like the brother I never had. You made fun of my outfits, and you always found a way to stress me out. I loved it though. I miss you a lot, and I now realize how stupid those outfits were. I now wear almost no makeup. I threw away all of my wigs and hats. I visit a salon, and got my skin back to my normal skin tone. I don't torture my feet anymore with my heels. If I was someone walking along the street I would think I was from one of the Districts. I can't wait to see you again Haymitch. Maybe I can force the beer bottle you're holding out of your hands. I really have changed a lot. I got rid of my hideous accent, and started acting more like a normal person. I do still care about manners though… but it's just so good to have manners! I saw a doctor about my obsession with mahogany. I am able to own other wooden items, beside mahogany now, so I would call that an improvement. I hope to see you soon, honest.
Love, your sister, Effie
A/N: Lol, Effie has an obsession with mahogany! XD Could I please get some reviews… they help inspire me. I would also like some more request if you got any.
