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Effie left her meeting with Plutarch and walked towards her bedroom. If that could be called a bedroom. In her opinion that was a cell —so small, with nothing but basic supplies and above all… gray. She hated gray, it was so boring. Thank God, because of her escort status, she could have a personalized outfit. Although she was aware that the president had allowed that because she didn't want anyone to forget her origins: a target in plain sight. Effie could live with that; at least she had her belongings with her and she could distract herself by remaking her dress that she wore when she was rescued from the Capitol in her free time.
She tried to forget that and focus on what she had to do tomorrow: get Katniss and her cousin Gale for the mission to District 8. Haymitch will go too, but she was upset with him and didn't want to be around him until her anger passed. He had been part of the rebellion for a long time. Why didn't he say anything to her? They are supposed to be a team…
Well, let him mind his own business, he's a grown man and unless she was asked to help him, she wouldn't. The plan of not thinking about Haymitch was not going as expected, but at least she had made it to her room and could sleep to avoid thinking about that stupid man.
All her plans went out the window when she opened the door and found Haymitch lying on the empty bunk.
“What are you doing here?” she exclaimed.
“Hello to you too, sweetheart, or should I say roomie?”
“That's impossible. This is my room, I wasn't assigned a roommate. And if I was, it would be a woman, not you.”
“Well, according to Plutarch, you haven't been the most sociable person here. Also, he said would be easier for both of us given our years working together in the Games."
“Oh, for God's sake. You must be joking.”
“I'm not. Now turn off the lights. We have to get up early tomorrow and I want to get as much sleep as I can.”
He covered himself with the blankets and turned towards the wall, looking for a comfortable sleeping position.
Silence settled in the room. Effie stood there, stunned. This was a nightmare. The last thing she wanted was to be near Haymitch and now she had to put up with him as a roommate for her entire stay in this horrible hole?