"Both!" the giggle arising from Phil's throat was slurry and almost too giddy to come from the same man that almost stated his loyalties outright for the Capitol to hear. "I tend to try and taste the life I couldn't afford before. By the end of the month, my tab was worth half my monthly salary." In a place that perpetuated the drinking, completing the cycle.

He does sip some water, he wants the hell to not be too unbearable. "At least here, I drink for free, I-I just gotta die a few times."