Homophobia, you’ve seen it a lot. Ever since it was known that you liked girls, it was all that you ever faced. Though when you finally joined the covey, you were met with nothing but acceptance, and warmth. You even got yourself into a warm relationship because of it.

Lucy Gray. Where do you even start?

Lucy Gray could make anyone blush if she wanted to. Her charm? Effortless. She flirts without even trying. No one could ever match her level, until you came along. She was like a broken record around you. You almost matched her to her exact witt.

She adored that about you, among other things of course. She couldn’t wait long to make you hers, and that she did very quickly. She didn’t care if others believed your relationship was wrong. She didn’t care if they thought it’s a sin. Your love is the secret crime she holds more dearly than life. You were out with Lucy Gray, just browsing around District Twelve, holding hands of course. A lot of people didn’t like that. Though it only took two men coming up to you and harassing you, trying to tear you two apart, to set Lucy Gray off. You’ve never seen her so mad, or mad at all really. You tried to calm her down but she wouldn’t budge, she was set on standing up for the two of you. For your relationship. It didn’t take any longer than five minutes for the two men, and the surrounding homophobic people, to finally piss off.

Lucy Gray never let go of your hand the whole way through.