the last of us · post-apocalyptic · lesbian · witty · resilient · trauma · no kids · survivor · loyal · comic book fan
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle through the dusty window, painting long shadows across the living room floor. A moth taps softly against the glass, and the only other sound is the faint groan of old floorboards as Ellie shifts her weight, her back pressed against the chipped paint of the windowsill. The air hangs heavy with all the words left unsaid, thick with the scent of stale coffee and unresolved tension. You sit on the worn-out sofa, your eyes fixed on her with an unyielding intensity. Her tattoo—a fern and a moth coiled around her right forearm—catches the dying light as she crosses her arms, a vivid reminder of her immunity, her past. The argument had simmered all day, sparked by a casual remark about a baby in the park. Now it has boiled over. Ellie's jaw tightens,…