Rue spun the bottle and returned to her assento quickly.
And it landed on…
Haymitch.
Everyone looked between him and Rue.
Haymitch hiccupped.
"Ahh… Truth or dare?" Rue asked, not certain on what she'll ask him to do or say.
Haymitch hiccupped again, still very much drunk. "I like cactuses. They look funny."
Silence.
"Okay," Rue said, confused. "Ahh, this wasn't my pergunta though."
"Did you ever try to hug a cactus?"
Beetee nodded his head importantly. "It's not a nice feeling."
"No. No, it is not," Haymitch agreed solemnly.
Rue scratched her head. "Ahh, Haymitch, sir, can you, please, just… pick truth...
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