Morning
The sun crept over the Capitol skyline and the shafts of light through the curtains made Effie stir. Her alarm clock had rung long ago, she should already be up.
And yet she lay there in a tangle of sheets with Haymitch, his face sleep soft in a disarray of dirty blonde hair.
She brushed her hand sleepily against his shoulder and gave it a soft nudge.
"I have to go to work, Haymitch."
Haymitch grunted as he moved.
"C'mon," he muttered into his pillow. "I spent like a week on the train to get here."
"23 hours," Effie mumbled automatically. She yawned. "I'll make us some coffee."
She tried to get up but Haymitch just pulled her closer into his embrace and kept her there while he drifted back to sleep.
Wrapped in his warmth Effie surrendered. She smoothed his hair back and kissed the soft skin on his neck.
"Fine", she said. "But just five minutes."