Gwaine

There are times when he drinks to have fun, there are times when he drinks because he really enjoys the taste of it, and there are times when he drinks simply because he's bored and it actually starts to get a bit fun if you start catapulting your way around all the pubs on the island. Sometimes it's even necessary when they stop serving you liquor. Today's a latter day and he's just settling in at the Hub, shaking back his hair as he lets out a pleased sound at the mead before him.

The sun's still out in the sky, day as clear as ever, but he's got a pint and he's never met one of those he didn't like, even if they have brought him a good bit of trouble.

Speaking of trouble...

While the pint may not have brought him that, he does cast a gaze over his shoulder when he glimpses familiarity out of the corner of his eye. He smirks and beckons Katniss closer, patting the stool beside him. "Can I interest you in a drink?"