Ira

Haymitch hates the fucking Capitol with their messed up sensibilities, sheep mentality and glorification of the slaughter of children. His yearly trip is pure torture - the only way he can get himself through it is to drink up constantly and tear down as much of their crap as he can lay his hands on.

He works his way through one, two, three escorts before he's saddled with Effie Trinket. She's younger than the others with stars shining in her eyes as she meets her first real life victor. She makes him grind his teeth in anger. He's going to rip her to shreds and send her home crying.

She comes back the next year. She's a bloody stubborn wench, he'll give her that much.

A little something to try and write...something...