four :: journal

[i_got_this]

[By some grace or miracle of god South has finally, finally gotten the twins in bed and sleeping at the same time. She shuts herself off in the main room before cracking the journal open, since the last thing she wants to do is have either of them wake up after so monumental a success.]

I'm going to need three things. Er, people, residents, whatever. A babysitter, a shopping buddy, and a drinking buddy. Preferably in that order. Last two could possibly be the same person.

For anyone familiar with the city; best places for baby clothes and/or beer?

[South and her amazing priorities strike again. Believe it or not, she is making an attempt to be responsible, but she still sounds pretty exhausted for only day two.]

Comments

Dictated forever

[wastheexample]

I don't shop. But that last one I can do. [What are responsibilities again?]

Dictated forever ditto!

[i_got_this]

Haymish! [It's possible she did that on purpose.] You hook me up with a good counter I'll hook you up with the booze, yeah?

[wastheexample]

[Woman he will slap you] I think we've got a deal there. Somewhere in town, huh?

[He's thinking]

[i_got_this]

[Get in line.] Yeah. I gotta trek out there to get some clothes since the castle is being stupid, and I'm going to want to take advantage of the time away as much as possible.

Hopefully I'll be able to find someone to watch the kids until then. I am not too eager to drag them along with me. You get straddled with an ankle-biter?

[wastheexample]

There's the karaoke place, but I don't recommend it unless you're desperate. Those sorts of colours really shouldn't be in a place where someone is getting drunk.

Yeah, with some woman I know who never shuts the hell up. It's like I have endless noise in stereo.

[i_got_this]

At this point I am sort of desperate, but if you know anywhere better I am all for it.

Oh man, that almost sounds worse then the kids. Almost. [Snorts.] I'm single-hoofing it with two. I don't think I've slept five minutes since they arrived. If I fall asleep in my beer, please, let me be.

[wastheexample]

There's a couple of taverns, if you don't mind the folks-y feel.

Wow, I didn't think the castle supported single parenting. I thought it was all about togetherness and that crap.

[i_got_this]

As long as it has booze, I'm happy.

Apparently, it does. Either that or it's really mad at me, for whatever reason.

[wastheexample]

Then I know a few of those.

Did you do anything to piss it off recently?

[i_got_this]

Good.

Not that I know of. I did manage to piss off my CO a while back, but that's nothing new. Oh, and both the Spartans.

But I haven't done anything to the castle itself. [She's starting to think maybe she should.]

[wastheexample]

Guess it's just decided that you deserve it this time around. You should thank it for that.

[i_got_this]

Thank it, why would I thank it? Have I given you the idea that I hate sleep? That I want to be reminded of something I've been trying my entire life to get away from? [Yeah, very snappy. You'll have to excuse her; sleep deprivation and all that.]

[wastheexample]

Not big on sarcasm, are you.

[i_got_this]

Yeeeeeeah, no sleep will do that to a person.

[wastheexample]

Looks like you desperately need that babysitter.

[i_got_this]

Yeah, I think I found one. Peeta's on his way over.

[wastheexample]

...I like your style.

[i_got_this]

You got good tastes.

[wastheexample]

I like to think so.

[i_got_this]

Okay, so Peeta's nearly here, I'm going to sack out for a bit and then I'll meet you in town? [Not mentioning to Haymitch she's not mentioning to Peeta that the whole 'going out drinking' thing.]

[wastheexample]

[He would approve of that course of action]

Sure, I'll be there. Wouldn't miss it.

Timeskip/Action?

[i_got_this]

[It'll be a couple hours, because she did pass out for a couple hours before stealthily climbing out the window and scaling seven stories down and heading on her way.]

[She looks way too happy to be out.]

forever!

[wastheexample]

[Haymitch has already ditched his kid, in the skilled manner of one who can ditch anyone he likes if he tries hard enough. He even has drinks in front of him, not that he can pick his own up yet]

And here's me thinking you would never show.

Yay! !

[i_got_this]

Are you fucking kidding me? I wouldn't miss this for the world.

[Oh man he's already got alcohol there and everything! She immediately takes a seat and throws back a large gulp of her drink. Then she notices, ah, Haymitch isn't drinking his.]

Oh, right. Don't worry I remembered. [Because what fun is getting drunk alone? She fishes a small packet out of her pocket, tears it open, and empties it into Haymitch's drink before pushing it over to him.]

So. How old's your kid?

[wastheexample]

[He kind of stares sadly at the packet being dumped in, before taking his drink and downing it anyway. Whatever, it's still booze]

You don't have to do that any more, you know. It's just the handing it over part. Finnick things the sugar thing is funny.

[Finnick is going to wake up one night with a dead fish on his pillow :|]

Hell if I know. Young enough to be a pain in the ass without answering back.