polyapathy | haymitch

[Haymitch is predictable, at least. Katy finds him in the lounge, already cracking open a fresh bottle. The carnage from all the fucking murder oh my god is still strewn about and thus difficult to ignore, but at least there's a clean couch. She drops down next to Haymitch and swipes the bottle from him to take a drink.]

This whole gang could do with a fuckin' Puppers, if you ask me. Did you see Nathan come back to life? Twice? What in the good god damn are we dealing with, here?

[Hi. It's been a tough day.]

So... I fucked Monika after the trial.

[She puts her hands up in defense preemptively, because she knows he's not gonna be happy about this.]

I'm in the clear. I don't feel any different, and I'm definitely not possessed.

[She shrugs.]

I thought you should know.

Edited 2019-10-26 06:04 (UTC)

[Katy finally shows up at Haymitch's room after she's taken care of a few things, although she realized pretty quickly that she should've just come here. She is not in the mood to be out in public right now. Not after that.

He closes the door behind her, and maybe he's said something or maybe he hasn't, but she's hit her limit. She sinks against the wall until she's sitting on the floor, knees pulled up to her chest—it's a bit painful, sitting like this with her skin still tight from the burns, but it barely registers.

It's not as abrupt this time, the way she breaks. It starts with deep, unsteady breaths, wide eyes, fingernails biting into her palms as she curls in on herself. When the tears come, she buries her face against her arms.

That was too fucking close.]

[Hey there, Haymitch, you've got a shadow.

Katy's been looking all over for this asshole, and the library was kind of the last place she thought to look? But, hah, found 'im, and she's sneaking over to lounge dramatically on one of the couches before he notices her.

Well, okay, here's the thing: She'd put money that he knows she's there since she's like lowkey convinced he's actually a wizard, given how he knows everything all the time, but she's trying. Let her live out her smug bitch dreams, because that's deffo what she is right now. Smug as shit.]

I learned something neat today.

[She's got his number this time. All she has to do is peek into the movie theater to confirm the projector's been turned around. You're not that sneaky, bud!

Was he trying to be sneaky? Jury's out, but she's going to assume he was, because that means she's bested him.

Anyway, hey pal, here comes Katy, dragging a very full duffel bag through the door, on top of which is piled like an entire linen closet's worth of pillows and blankets. Where did she get this??? Idk she'll put it back after the pc, sue me.]

Hey.

[Give her a sec to finish dragging all this crap in, but in the meantime, she hands him half of a pot brownie. Here's hoping he didn't have further plans for the evening.]

Catch up.

[And then she's replicating his move with the chair under the doorknob. Everyone go away!!]

[I want them to be on the deck this time, so. Have a dart, Haymitch. Katy is! They can share because cigarette sharing is my kink.]

Edelgard's in love with me.

[Over a cookie, but, still, :)!]

week 0; saturday post-trial; lounge

week 2; monday; deck

week 3; saturday post-trial; haymitch's room

week 4; tuesday evening; library