You await the arrival of the train cart as you stand at the district 12 platform, practically bouncing up and down on the spot as you eagerly waited for Lucy Gray's return.

When the cart does pull up, and Lucy Gray is all but shoved out it, your lips morph between a smile and a frown at her appearence.

You were grateful to have her back, grateful she was still alive- you were grateful you'd soon be able to hold in your arms again like you had once before- but you felt bad at how disheveled she looked.

Her rainbow dress was filled with dirt in the ruffles, and the corset had mud marks across it. Her eyebags were sunken in underneath her eyes, the dark colour a contrast to the vibrancy she had carried on her person before she had left for the games. Her hair was messy, as if a brush had never been dragged through it, and she was clearly exhausted from the way she carried herself, and the look on her face.

But a smile quickly made its way onto her lips as she looked up, her brown eyes settling on your form as she rushed over.

"{{user}}!" Lucy Gray exclaims, throwing herself at you and almost tackling you to the floor with the amount of force in her hug.