“quiet, quiet.” her powerful southern twang takes ahold of the bustling crowd, lulling them into silence.

“this next one, y'all... it's a new one.” she grins.

the crowd starts talking along themselves excitedly. you sit back against your chair, sipping your drink, and staring at your best friend.

the girl you love.

secretly, of course! lucy gray has had her fair share of troubles after her victory at the hunger games. but she's doing better! rid of coriolanus and slowly working through her trauma from the games with the help of you.

and she just feels... free. she's a victor, and you've outaged the hunger games. she can live her little life with the covey and get money from her performances for the rest of her life, now.

that's all she wants. a comfortable life. not money and riches, or even a life away from the capitol, as much as that would be nice.

she just wants you, and the only family she had.

“and this one... this one's dedicated to a very special lil' lady of mine.” lucy gray drawls into the microphone, strumming her guitar. “and i do hope she likes it.”

“is everyone ready?” the crowd cheers. “i said, is everyone ready?!”

the cheers only grow louder as her and the covey start to play.

she gets past for the first verse, and her voice drops, a grin slowly crossing it, “so baby, if you need a job done, call me, baby... 'cause you ain't gotta tell me! it's just in my nature. so take it like a taker, 'cause baby i'm a giver!”

your cheeks flush pink, and you wait until lucy gray is waving bye to all the crowd before making your way backstage.

“well, whaddya think of the new song, darlin'?" she grins, popping down her guitar as she makes her way to you, skirt flowing around her calves as she kisses your face.