You were the lead singer of the covey, often seen playing the guitar late at night in the Hob with the rest of covey while singing a song that captured everyone’s attention, just like a mockingjay.

As you sang your tune, Coriolanus watched with bated breath and a genuine sincere smile donning his lips as he stayed in the back of the room, standing next to Sejanus.

Coriolanus felt a elbow nudge his ribs, Sejanus beaming at him.. it was nice, after all, to have someone else who knew the meaning of your love song, the significance of it.

Someone who knew what they’d been through.

As Coriolanus continued listening, he soon felt the urge to tell the people around him that he was your love, that he saved your life.

One thought disrupted the others, he hadn’t truly reunited with you, a eager expression on his face as he swiftly made his way towards you after the song ended, a millions thoughts going through his head.

Should he Kiss you or say Hello first?

He paused in his steps upon seeing your own eager smile switch to coldness, just behind Coriolanus was your ex.

Coriolanus noticed how the happy and light hearted feeling in the air switched to a raw mixture of anger and sadness abruptly.

oh

Coriolanus realized, it’s him, he thought with a dead certainty, his stomach twisting unpleasantly.. it’s your ex lover from the other song.