ain't nobody's problem {stevie + lucy + percy} // blitz

well i ain't nobody's problem
but my own
said i ain't nobody's problem
but my own

There is only the steady rise and fall of her chest, the stars watching her from outside the window, and the buzzing light overhead. With the night comes emptiness- it cleans out the dining hall, leaving only a pair of tributes. They will have to make up for the absences of the others by wrecking twice the havoc, Percy supposes.

She lines up tiny glasses in a row on one of the tables, cleared of food by the tributes earlier in the day. Percy reaches for the bottle of whiskey on the other side of the table, pops the cap off, and pours it in a straight line down the row of glasses, filling each to the top of liquid fire.

If only Helios were here now- he would surely quote the scriptures at her aggressively, with wide, earnest eyes. She giggles at the thought and rolls her fingers around the smooth white beads of the rosary her brother had given her. She is surprised it hasn't burned her flesh by now.

("You are no saint. You are a sinner, fool.")

She never denied what was in her blood or what she had become.

"Stevie!" she calls to him from across the room, a grin spreading across her face.

said i ain't nobody's issue
don't you come around babe
'cause i don't miss you at all
i ain't nobody's problem but my own