Original Prompt : What about a young Effie and Haymitch when they first meet, something about Effie watching his games and he wins then the next year Effie is giving the duty to be the escort from 12, what are his thoughts about her...
Hate at first sight
Haymitch hated her at first sight.
She was so loud he could hear her from inside the house, she wore blinding pink and she smiled like Christmas had come early. She stood on his porch, framed by the old mayor and the Head Peacekeeper and she looked absolutely too happy. She couldn't be older than him. Seventeen at most.
"Hello, there!" And her voice was entirely too cheerful. "My name is Effie Trinket, I am the new District Twelve escort. It's an absolute honor to meet you."
She offered him a white laced gloved hand.
He stared at the hand, he glanced at the mayor and then at the Peacekeeper. The two older men seemed rather amused. "Is she for real?"
The girl – what was her name? Trinket? Appropriate given her choice of profession – battled her fake eyelashes several times in confusion. "I assure you I am the new escort. I know I'm a little younger than the norm but…"
"Oh, you could be twelve or forty for all I care." Haymitch crossed his arms pointedly.
Her smile faltered a little and she lowered her hand. "I was a big fan of yours, last year." she tried again. "I was slightly disappointed when I was appointed to District 12 but on the other hand I was so excited to work with you! We're going to be great friends, I'm sure of it."
He looked at the mayor who was trying really hard not to laugh. "Miss Trinket was adamant she wanted to meet you before the Reaping, Haymitch."
"Great." he deadpanned. "We've met. I will see you at the square."
He took pleasure in slamming the door in her face. What a clown!
"How rude!" he heard her shriek through the wooden door.
Oh, yeah… He was going to have a blast making her pay for every of her Capitol friends…