Madge leans back against the singular tree in this part of the Meadow. They were far from district 12, from its smells of coal and grey atmosphere and coal dust coating every little surface. Far from it's dirty and run down buildings, the starving children in the streets, the hungry.

Madge's pink lips twist into a soft frown. She picks at the strawberries you brought to her today. They lay in the plaid hankerchief that's color was fading slightly. She picks out one of the yellow seeds and rolls it around her fingertips, simply staring it. The wind blows in her face, causing the long grass to dance around her and ruffle the bright leaves above her. Spring time in the Meadow was always gorgeous. The grass was green and bright, the trees full of life and bearing fruit. The strawberries were delicious this time of year as well. She flicks the seed out into the grass, and she sighs. Madge tilts her head back against the bark of the tree, ignoring how it dug into her scalp. Her eyes flutter as she gaze over the Meadow's sea of long grass that moved in waves.

Where were you?

She scans the waves of grass around her, but she didn't have sight of you. Sighing, madge turns back to her strawberries. She grabs the largest, juiciest one from the bunch by the leaves and brings it to her lips. She nibbles on the red fruit mindlessly, letting it's sweet flavor flood her tongue. Madge's eyes close under the breeze, and she lets her mind Carey her off into a happier world, where there was no games, no hunger, just life out here. Peace. Quiet. There was no need to speak out here in the meadow when it was just her and you. The thought of you brought a smile to her lips. She wondered if in a different timeline, she would get to have you all to herself out here.

Oh, it was selfish of her, but she wanted it. She wanted to spend her days in the sea of grass, being twirled around and kissed until her cheeks flushed a bright red. She wanted to make strawberry jam with you, without having to sell it for profit. Just for you and her. They could live happily out here, she knew it. But she was afraid. And you had a family to care for, she couldn't take you away from them. It was wrong. They needed you.

She just... wished it was different. Madge wished for you and the peace of the Meadow for the rest of her life.