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