The cold winters wind blows gently onto my face through the open window. Peeta likes to sleep with the windows open. I turn and look at him, he looks peaceful when he is sleeping, and I guess the nightmares haven’t paid him a visit tonight, just me I. My nightmare took me back to the reaping for the 74th Hunger Games, Prims name was chosen but when I went up to volunteer, they wouldn't let me. Instead they made me watch my little sister get brutally murdered by Cato and Clove, it was horrifying. Would that of happened to her if I didn't volunteer?
"Mmm chocolate cake" I hear Peeta say. I turn and look at him, he is still asleep. I guess the good dreams have visited him instead; it is very rare we get good dreams, very rare. I run my fingers through his soft blonde curls, his eye lids flutter open. He smiles when he sees me.
"Hey" He says
"Hey, no nightmares" I ask him. He shakes his head happily.
"You" He asks. I nod my head. I lean into him resting my head onto his shoulder. I don't bother to tell him about it; it will just scare me all over again.
I hear a loud banging coming from the front door. Haymitch.
"Should we let him in" Peeta asks
"It is only half 3 in the morning, he will get tiered and go home in ten minutes" I say.
"Yeah but do you remember what happened the last time we left him to it"
Yes I do, Haymitch was in a bad mood for a month and he kept on calling Peeta Pita Bread and me Kit-Kat. Kit-Kat's are old fashioned candy bars that you can get from the old fashioned sweet shop from down the road.
"Fine, but if he throws up he can clean it up himself"
I follow Peeta down the stairs and down the hallway towards the front door. We open the door to discover a very drunken Haymitch.
"How long does it actually take you to open a door? Huh" He says. Peeta leads him down the hallway and into the kitchen whilst I fumble around in the dark for the light switch. Once I have found it I head towards the kettle and make two teas, one with sugar for me and one without sugar for Peeta. I then set them onto the table and sit down.
I catch Haymitch eyeing Effie's invite.
"So you two are going to this banquet as well" He says.
"Yeah, but we are only staying there for a short while" Peeta replies.
Haymitch gulps down his last drop of liquor in his bottle and smacks his bottle onto the table in front of him.
"Never would I have ever though that I would be going to the capitol again but if you two are going I might as well come too. Got another bottle sweetheart" He says.
I roll my eyes and head over to the pantry and grab another bottle of liquor for Haymitch, his drinking habits for the last year have been crazy. I pas Haymitch the new bottle and grab the empty one and throw it in with all the other glass jars and bottles. I sit back down to finish my tea.
"Beetee called me the other day and said that he will be visiting district 12 for a month or two" Haymitch says, he takes another mouthful from the bottle and carries on,
"He said that the school want him to teach the children some physics and he said that he would be more than happy to teach the kids some physics. Problem is, he has nowhere to stay and you know what state my house is in"
"Well...” Peeta begins, he looks at me and I give him a nod,
"Tell Beetee he can stay here if he wants, we would be delighted to have him over" Peeta finishes.
"Okay" Haymitch grumbles and he gets back to drinking his drink.
Peeta finishes his tea and takes our mugs over to the sink and begins to wash them.
"I will go and get you a blanket and a pillow; you can sleep on the couch" I say and I head down the hallway to the storage room where we store all our spare things. I pick up a blanket for Haymitch and I also get him a big fluffy pillow. I hear Peeta leading Haymitch into the lounge so when I'm finished I head into there and hand Haymitch the items.
"Thanks sweetheart" He says when he grabs them of me. Peeta and I both make sure Haymitch is comfortable before we head back upstairs.
"Night Haymitch" we say in unison.
"Nigh kid’s” He replies.
Peeta and I climb head back upstairs and climb back into bed,
"Well at least he won’t be calling us Pitta Bread and Kit-Kat now" He says. I laugh.
"Trust Haymitch to come up with the most stupidest nick names" I say
"Night Pitta Bread" I say whilst trying to contain my laughter, Peeta laughs.
"Night Kit-Kat" He replies. I cuddle up to him.
"We need to get some more Kit-Kat's in" I say.
"You're the only Kit-Kat I need in my life" He says whilst planting a kiss on my fore-head.
"And you're the only Pitta Bread I need in my life" I reply whilst giving him a kiss.