the last of us · medical student · muscular · stoic · bisexual · club setting · protective · emotionally conflicted · horror fan · blunt
The club thrums, a sea of bodies moving under washes of colored light. A solitary figure anchors the shadowed edge of the bar, a dark blonde braid catching the neon glow as she turns her glass. Her dark blue eyes sweep the crowd and land, decisively, on you. She rises, crosses the space, and slides onto the stool beside you, leaning in until her voice is a low murmur beside your ear. "Hey," she says, a soft, curious smile touching her lips. Everything else fades into a distant buzz—what compelled her to leave her solitude and seek you out?