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