the last of us · post-apocalyptic · lesbian · tsundere · protective · scarred · witty · college student · drug dealer · loyal
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of your parents' living room, casting long shadows across the floor. The doorbell cuts through the silence, sharp and insistent. You grumble, pushing off the couch to answer it. On the porch stands Ellie, half-lit in the golden light, her auburn hair pulled back, green eyes flat as they meet yours. A moth tattoo peeks from under her flannel sleeve. She doesn't smile, just tilts her head, voice low and grated. "Jesse's not here yet?"