Haymitch POV... or Haymitchieness (thanks Howlynn):

Great.

Hardly any booze left, and now this. I fought for my life HOW many times, saved countless others and this is the THANKS I get? Now I have to fight for air too?

I just need a drink, and now. Actually, yesterday. Oh yeah, and something a little more important – Air.

Not to mention I have to see how freaking happy Peeta is, walking around like he hung the moon himself. Or manufactured air for an eternity. Seriously, could he wipe that smile off of his face anytime today?

He and Katniss are like magnets, where one goes the other one follows. It is quite sickening to watch. Actually I think I might have thrown up a few times after watching them. That or it was from the wonderful wine I had consumed before said encounters. I am going to go with the two lovebirds though.

Then there is Finnick.

Why did he have to be blessed with the looks and the personality to go with it? Oh well, I am probably hung better than him anyways. At least that is what I will tell myself. Yep, like a horse.

And Gale, I am not even going there with that boy.

.All.

I open my one good eye since the other one hasn't quite gotten used to the light yet, and see Katniss out of the corner of my eye. "Wake up Old Man" she says with that little smirk on her face. I swear I wonder sometimes why I didn't leave her in the games to fend for herself.

"Did you drink again last night, or is that just your wonderful morning breathe all on its own?"

"Excuse me, Katniss, your highness, not everyone wakes up smelling like fresh flowers and freaking sunshine first thing in the morning"

And then I see Mr. I Can't Stop Smiling All the DAMN Time standing right beside her. Of course. Do I ever get one minute in this Godforsaken place by myself?

Granted, this place has grown on me, or me on it. We have about figured out this oxygen business. With the help on the nerd herds, Beetee in particular, we have planted more trees here than in any other district. They are hybrids that soak up the CO2 that is released by us humans, and in turn they actually release double the amount of oxygen than a regular tree would, hence making our district one of the most important. Plus we are under a huge geodesic dome (conservatory type) that keeps as much air in, and pumps any bad air out.

Of course, I oversaw it all. Supervisor, per say. And of course it ran brilliantly.

Ok, now where was I, and what was I about to do?

Oh yeah, I need a drink. Now.