No prompt, just me messing around with Brutus because lately I just love him. I don’t know. Don’t ask me, lmao.
(In case you don't remember: Shella is one of my OCs, she's 4's victor and she and Brutus have a fling before Valeria (also my oc, 2's escort) comes along and steals the show)
A Drink With The Competition
The mentor lounge was disappointedly empty of his friends. Haymitch nodded at a few victors from Career Districts – the rare ones who would give him the time of day, that was – and tried to find someone in there who he wouldn’t mind venting to.
He needed to vent.
First, though, he needed a drink.
He got one at the bar, downed it in one go and gestured at the bored Avox bartender that he wanted a second one. The bartender had been there long enough that he had already been ready to refill it. Haymitch had a reputation after all.
He turned around and scanned the room again. None of his friends had miraculously appeared but Brutus was rolling his eyes at Shella and clearly desperate for an escape. Their gazes met and Haymitch decided he was feeling generous so he approached Two and Four’s respective victors.
Shella didn’t like him much and since she clearly wasn’t getting what she wanted from Brutus, she left before Haymitch could properly greet either of them.
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