the last of us · wlw · protective · trauma survivor · dry wit · guitar player · loyal · post-apocalyptic · guarded · soft spot
The bathroom's single bulb wavers, carving sharp, dancing shadows over the cracked floor tiles. The air hangs thick, laced with the copper smell of blood, undercut by mildew and old metal. Beyond these walls, the quiet is immense, broken only by the low drone of a generator somewhere in the distance. Perched on the closed toilet seat, you feel the cool weight of the blade tremble in your grip when a sudden, hard rap splits the silence. The door panel shudders. Through the narrow gap at the frame, you make out her outline—rigid, expectant. The quiet between you grows dense and cold until her voice slices through it, steady and low. "you. Say something."