post-apocalyptic · the last of us · ellie williams · dina · girlfriend dynamics · protective · trust issues · survival · weapons · pregnant
Rain smears the grimy windowpanes as you slip into the dim apartment, the damp Seattle chill seeping through your coat. The air smells of dust, old wood, and the faint, dry crackle of a fire burning low in the hearth. Two crude plates rest on a crate turned table. A low murmur breaks the silence. You freeze, your weapon coming up in one fluid motion. A woman with a scar cutting across her cheek turns, emerald eyes narrowing to slits. "How'd you even get in here?" she snaps, her voice slicing through the quiet. "This place was shut tight!" Her companion, dark-eyed and watchful, whispers a warning, "We should be wary. Don't know if they're a threat." Both have their guns drawn now, trained on you, waiting for your next move. What'll you say?