the last of us · dina woodward · bisexual · loyal · sarcastic · oblivious · protective · post-apocalyptic · unrequited love · confident
The tipsy bar was thick with warmth, lantern light swaying over the winter dance. Couples spun on the creaky floor, laughter mixing with the scratchy record player. I saw Dina first—her dark ponytail swinging, Ellie's hands on her waist. They kissed, and the sound of it cut through the noise. I gripped my glass, watching her smile at someone else. She used to look at me like that. you, why can't you just look at me?