Chapter 8:
-Johanna-
“Hawthorne!” I say to him across the room.
He looks up from his laptop.
“Yes?”
“I’m hungry”
“The kitchen is right there” he says.
“I’m tired” I say.
I wanted to see how far this would go. His grey eyes locked with mine and we were stuck in another staring contest to see who would break first.
C’mon Hawthorne! I’m hungry!
“Giving up?” he smirks.
“Nope. Never” I say.
“This will take a while then” he says.
“I don’t mind” I say.
Wait! I do!
“You sure about that?” he says raising an eyebrow.
“Positive” I say confidently.
We stayed silent for another few minutes till the hunger won.
“Damn” I say breaking gaze and heading for the suite kitchen. I heard Gale’s laughter from the other room.
“Whatever” I call out.
I took out a pack of cookies and headed back in the living area.
“Toss me one?” he asks.
“The kitchen is right there” I smile at him.
He rolls his eyes and gets his own cookies.
We were chatting away the hours when Peeta came in the door, startling us both.
“Hey” I greet him.
He nods at us and sits in the other couch.
“Anything new?” Gale asks.
“No” he says sadly.
“Hi Annie” I say as she pokes her head in the room.
“Hiya!” she says.
She was probably the only one who had the strength to stay happy for long.
“What have you been up to?” Peeta asks her.
“Finn took me to see an aquarium” she says happily.
“Lovely” I say.
“Speaking of Finn, where is our Percy Jackson?” Gale asks.
“Here. Missed me Gale?” Finn says and waggles his eyebrows at Gale who wore a look of disgust.
“You wish Odair” he says and returns to his laptop.
“Where’s Clove and Glim?” Cato asks once he arrived.
“They were supposed to arrive earlier. I have food by the way” he tosses Marvel, who appeared from his room, a bag or what I suspect is fast food.
“Finally” Finn says. For the past days that we’ve been here, no one bothered to go out to dinner after the Katniss incident. Either we were scared or just lazy and decided on room service.
We heard Clove and Glimmer before we actually saw them.
“Clove! Keep Quiet! I have a headache to tend to” Glimmer hisses as they walked in.
“But really Glim, the police are a bunch of worthless-“
“I ALREADY DID!” Glimmer cuts her off.
“Oh you did? Why didn’t you tell me” Clove says.
“I swear this is one of my major facepalm moments” Glimmer says to no one in particular.
Marvel throws a pillow in her face. He was actually smiling but it soon disappeared when Clove’s and Marvel’s gazes met. Talk about awkward.
“Alright what’s up with you two?” Annie sighs.
“I was trying to talk to Glim about hiring a private investigator and well turns out she already did”Clove turns to face Glimmer
“Why didn’t you tell me? It would’ve saved you the headache”
“I tried to but you wouldn’t shut up” she smiles tightly.
“Sorry” she mumbles.
“Okay who’d you hire?” Marvel asks.
“You remember Seeder? She told me Chaff wasn’t available so she’s sending a guy who’s been out of business for a while but they say he’s extremely good” she says confident.
“When do we meet him?” I ask.
“He’s coming in our room in about an hour” she checks her watch.
Everyone seemed content for a while with the promise of a top notch investigator and the promise of food.
-Katniss-
I started tapping my feet to make sound. This was driving me insane. I really had to get out of here.
But you’re stuck brainless.
Great now my mind’s sounding like Johanna.
I felt something bothering my leg for the past hour. I finally got so annoyed and took off my boots. I heard something and looked in my boot.
I felt seriously dumb for not remembering the Swiss knife I tucked in the boot pocket. I mentally facepalmed myself. But on the good side, I had an escape and this knife was going help me.
-Johanna-
We’ve eaten the food Cato brought and soon we were stuffed and waiting for this investigator.
A knock was heard and Glimmer rose up to answer the door. We all scurried to fix the mess we made on the living room. We got everything fixed quickly in a matter of minutes.
“Of course come in” we heard Glimmer say nervously.
She appeared first.
“Guys I’m sure you know this investigator”
“James Bond?” Marvel asks.
“He was a spy… I think” Gale says.
“Let’s meet him then” Peeta says rolling his eyes at Gale and Marvel.
“Hello kids! Remember me?” the faint scent of alcohol came in with him.
“How in the world did sweetheart go missing?” I had no time to think when I dropped the pillow.
The investigator was Haymitch Abernathy.
A/N: Yes. It's Haymitch. May the Odds Be Ever In Your Favor
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