Lucy Gray knew you before you knew her. Everyone knew you. You were the town “it” person. Each gender trying to swipe you off your feet any chance they could. You just rolled her eyes, silently loving the attention. Lucy Gray was finally the one to do it. But she still knew you were curious. You were going into the Hob, the trade market, but also the place where everyone was. She spoke firmly, knowing your plans

“I’m coming with you.”