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Is
he
addressing
the
audience
or
is
he
so
drunk
he
might
actually
be
taunting
the
Capitol
?
I
'll
never
know
because
just
as
he
's
opening
his
mouth
to
continue
,
Haymitch
plummets
off
the
stage
and
knocks
himself
unconscious
.
He
's
disgusting
,
but
I
'm
grateful
.
With
every
camera
gleefully
trained
on
him
,
I
have
just
enough
time
to
release
the
small
,
choked
sound
in
my
throat
and
compose
myself
.
I
put
my
hands
behind
my
back
and
stare
into
the
distance
.
I
can
see
the
hills
I
climbed
this
morning
with
Gale
.
For
a
moment
,
I
yearn
for
something
.
the
idea
of
us
leaving
the
district
.
making
our
way
in
the
woods
.
but
I
know
I
was
right
about
not
running
off
.
Because
who
else
would
have
volunteered
for
Prim
?
Haymitch
is
whisked
away
on
a
stretcher
,
and
Effie
Trinket
is
trying
to
get
the
ball
rolling
again
.
"
What
an
exciting
day
!
"
she
warbles
as
she
attempts
to
straighten
her
wig
,
which
has
listed
severely
to
the
right
.
"
But
more
excitement
to
come
!
It
's
time
to
choose
our
boy
tribute
!
"
Clearly
hoping
to
contain
her
tenuous
hair
situation
,
she
plants
one
hand
on
her
head
as
she
crosses
to
the
ball
that
contains
the
boys
'
names
and
grabs
the
first
slip
she
encounters
.
She
zips
back
to
the
podium
,
and
I
do
n't
even
have
time
to
wish
for
Gale
's
safety
when
she
's
reading
the
name
.
"
Peeta
Mellark
.
"
Peeta
Mellark
!
Oh
,
no
,
I
think
.
Not
him
.
Because
I
recognize
this
name
,
although
I
have
never
spoken
directly
to
its
owner
.
Peeta
Mellark
.
No
,
the
odds
are
not
in
my
favor
today
.
I
watch
him
as
he
makes
his
way
toward
the
stage
.
Medium
height
,
stocky
build
,
ashy
blond
hair
that
falls
in
waves
over
his
forehead
.
The
shock
of
the
moment
is
registering
on
his
face
,
you
can
see
his
struggle
to
remain
emotionless
,
but
his
blue
eyes
show
the
alarm
I
've
seen
so
often
in
prey
.
Yet
he
climbs
steadily
onto
the
stage
and
takes
his
place
.
Effie
Trinket
asks
for
volunteers
,
but
no
one
steps
forward
.
He
has
two
older
brothers
,
I
know
,
I
've
seen
them
in
the
bakery
,
but
one
is
probably
too
old
now
to
volunteer
and
the
other
wo
n't
.
This
is
standard
.
Family
devotion
only
goes
so
far
for
most
people
on
reaping
day
.
What
I
did
was
the
radical
thing
.
The
mayor
begins
to
read
the
long
,
dull
Treaty
of
Treason
as
he
does
every
year
at
this
point
-
it
's
required
-
but
I
'm
not
listening
to
a
word
.
