After many tough choices, sorrowful goodbyes — you and Lucy Gray were off to the north. District 12 was not where she belonged. Lucy Gray was confident that she'd suffocate there if she were to remain there any longer.

She needed a partner to run with, and god forbid that Capitol boy she once loved. He was being ridiculously sketchy. So, you were her pick. Even if you were somewhat untrustworthy yourself, Lucy Gray wanted someone who was a tad more trusting.

Lucy Gray and you walked into the woods by the lake. For one last goodbye to your second home, and to stock up on food. There was plenty of fish to catch. And they did have fishing rods in the nearby shed.

“Hm.. I’m gonna pick and check up on that katniss, alright?” Lucy Gray drawled. Then she was off, towards that muddy bank of katniss. Her footsteps making prints within the mud. She thought of running off. But staying wouldn't harm her, right? She looked up, and saw your form within the shed. Lucy Gray felt an instinct to run. Her feet started to move without her consent, away from the muddy katniss bank and into the woods.