Rue spun the bottle and returned to her kiti, kiti cha quickly.
And it landed on…
Haymitch.
Everyone looked between him and Rue.
Haymitch hiccupped.
"Ahh… Truth au dare?" Rue asked, not certain on what she'll ask him to do au say.
Haymitch hiccupped again, still very much drunk. "I like cactuses. They look funny."
Silence.
"Okay," Rue said, confused. "Ahh, this wasn't my swali though."
"Did wewe 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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