Okay, first of all the answer from last time's question is Absinthe.
Absinthe is a strong alcoholic drink that contains 50-75% of alcohol. It is distilled and flavored with anise seeds. In the 19th century it was believed to cause hallucinations and was called "The Green Fairy". It is usually dillute with sugar and water before drinking. (this is not a copy paste from wikipedia. Why do I know so much about alcoholic beverages? -_-)
Anyways, here's the next chapter
It has been two weeks since Effie promised me a gift from the Capitol. I don't really like stuff; Capitol stuff in particular but I love to get booze. They have a lot of strong liquors back in the Capitol, I'm hoping that Effie got me some.
I walked towards her front door then I rang the doorbell. She immediately opened the door and asked me to come in. She looked unusually happy-even for her standards.
"So I guess you're here for your gift?" She asked. Well, it will be easier to receive it then; on the count of she already knows. It's good that she remembers, I really thought that she would forget.
"Yep, I sure am sweetheart." I gave her a big happy grin and she smiled at me in return. It almost looked like a smirk actually. She then walked upstairs; to get my gift I think.
I took a seat on the couch. I looked down on the ground and noticed that the entire flooring for this room is covered in some sort of thin transparent plastic mat. I wonder what that's for? Probably a ridiculous Capitol trend.
A few moments later she came back poised and happy as ever. She was carrying this liquor bottle filled with a translucent green liquid. Well, it looks like I got my wish after all. I hope it's a strong one.
"Are you familiar with absinthe, Haymitch?" she asks. Absinthe? I have heard of it but I have neither tasted nor seen the actual stuff; they say it has a really high alcohol content. Yeah, I could really use some of that strong stuff...
"Well, I've heard of it. I've never actually tasted the stuff."
"You're in luck then. As a thanks for helping me with dinner." She said as she presented the bottle. I grabbed hold of it and abruptly taken the cap off.
"Haymitch, you should really know that that has a very high alcohol content. It is usually diluted-" I cut her off. I've been drinking some really strong stuff like whiskey and gin for a while now. I do not need to dilute my alcohol. Diluting is for wussies!
"I can handle this, princess. Don't you worry your pretty little head." I gave her a pat on the head before taking a big gulp of the green stuff.
Whoa! that stuff is strong! I like it! I tilted the bottle further back and dumped all of it's contents into my throat. I then placed the bottle down the counter, and wiped my mouth with my forearm. That's some good stuff!
"Thanks princess, I loved it. You got more?" I slumped down the couch and smiled at her as she stood there with her mouth open in shock. Man, that expression on her face is precious!
I thought she was just going to stand there but she eventually gave me a big grin and nodded. She then headed into the kitchen. I felt a slight headache; maybe gulping all of that alcohol continuously wasn't such a good idea. I'll just use a glass for the next one.
Effie eventually came back carrying a tray with some glasses, absinthe and some other stuff that I really don't know. She placed the tray on the coffee table. I poured some in my glass while she starts fixing some kind of set up: she placed a slotted spoon with a sugar cube over the glass and allowed droplets of water to dissolve the sugar cube. So that's what she meant by diluting.
I gulped mine while she watched the sugary water drop down hers. I don't think its worth it; takes too long. I just don't have the patience for that. I have just finished my first glass when she took a sip of hers.
"Oh! What a peculiar flavor!" She exclaimed.
"Is the alcohol too much for ya, princess?" I laughed. Effie's not really the kind of person to like this stuff, so I wasn't really surprised by her reaction.
"I'll pass on the alcohol for now..." she pushed her glass towards me and I gladly accepted it. I gulped the sweetened liquid down; its milder compared to mine but still pretty strong.
"I have to do some errands upstairs. Will be be alright here?"
"Yeah, don't worry about me sweetheart. I'll be here-drinking and such." I raised my glass and smiled at her. She smirked then headed upstairs.
Heaven finally reached the earth. It is here in this comfy seat where I'm surrounded by strong liquors. Life is good!
I left Haymitch alone in the sitting room. I hope my plan works; he'll have the biggest hangover known to man. I hope that will make him renounce alcohol for good. I didn't count on him wanting to drink it pure. Oh well, it's not like I'll leave him out in the street if he gets drunk, I plan to teach him a lesson; not to torture him.
I organised some files and calculated some of my daily expenses and earnings. my expenses weren't as big as they used to be. District 12 has a lower cost of living compared to the Capitol so I shouldn't really be surprised.
I suddenly heard a loud crash from the sitting room. I rushed down only to be met by an unconscious Haymitch lying face down on his own vomit; good thing I covered my carpet in plastic. He was surrounded by glass shards but luckily he wasn't cut by any of them.
Well, I planned this to happened; I'm going to have to face the consequences. Oh Effie, what have you gotten yourself into...
I carried-no not carried; more like dragged Haymitch inside the bathroom. I positioned him to sit I rolled my sleeves up and I start to unbutton his shirt. I slid it off of him then I placed the soiled garments in the sink. I unbuttoned his pants and I slid it off of him as well. Okay, now for the- Oh crap!
Maybe I can just leave it on. No he might get a cold or something and a bit of vomit stained it as well. Oh well, ce la vie...
You can do this Effie! You're a strong woman. Just don't look at it and it won't be as awkward... I grab hold of the garter and I start to pull the small garment down. Happy thoughts Effie, think of happy thoughts: lamb stew, roasted turkey, Katniss and Peeta as victors, Panem is finally free, just government, sober Haymitch, foot spas, facials... Don't look down! Don't look down- and I looked down... Crapity crap CRAP!
After "a series of unfortunate events" I finally got Haymitch clean. I called Peeta to get some clean clothes from Haymitch's place. It didn't take him long which was good. After he got changed Peeta helped me carry him to the guest room. We placed him on the bed and I pulled up the covers.
I thanked Peeta and bade him goodbye.
Haymitch slept through the entire day and the entire night. I often went downstairs to go and check on him and he is always fast asleep. He would sometimes thrash around but he would calm down right before I got close enough to him. I bet he has already figured out my plan. I wonder if he'll hate me in the morning?
I got up relatively early that day; at around 4:00 am. I made him some chicken noodle soup; I hope that will help with his hangover. I think he has suffered enough- we both have suffered enough.
I placed a glass of water and the bowl of soup by his bedside. I was just about to leave when I heard a groan. He sat up, rubbed his eyes and gave me a questioning look.
"Good morning Haymitch!" I exclaimed.
"Morning..." he really looks bad. He looked so sickly and exhausted. I kind of feel bad yet amused at the same time. I also suffered yesterday so the hangover serves him right.
"You got drunk, severely drunk..." I said.
"C-can I lie here for a while..." he asks.
"Sure, there's food bi your side table if you want."
"So you want some liquors." I smirked at him. He just groaned and shook his head. Yes, my plan is working perfectly; it was all worth it after all.
"H-how much d-did I drink yesterday?"
"About 4 bottles I think, did you have any alcohol prior to your visit?"
"I-I can't r-recall... Oh this is t-the worst hangover!"
"I have some absinthe left. You want to bring home some?" I smirked at him again. His expression looks scared and shocked.
"N-no, t-that won't be necessary!"
"I hope you learned your lesson Haymitch. Try to reduce the alcohol intake okay. I'll help you if you like." I told him. I really want him to change his drinking habits. It is for his own good.
"We'll take it slowly-baby steps. Now, get some rest." I wiped off some sweat off his forehead before walking out of the room and closing the door. Well, it looks like reverse psychology does work after all.
I had a little trouble with this one but I must say that it is worth it. I don't know if you guys will like this one but it is one of my favorites. Anyways, please let me know what you think :D. Your reviews are all appreciated ^_^