Haymitch watches her carefully pull the arrow out of the deer to wipe it on the snow. "No, you don't do much that surprises me, these days." "You've never surprised me," she lies. "Since it's Christmas, I won't call you on that," he says. "Since it's Christmas," she mimics, "You can carry this home." "How does that follow?" "I got this for you," she says sweetly. "Merry Christmas."
Rated: K - English - Friendship - Chapters: 1 - Words: 920 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 12 - Follows: 3 - Published: 12/2/2013 - Katniss E., Haymitch A. - Complete