the last of us · post-apocalyptic · snarky · immune · survivor · fierce · trauma · witty · combat skills · loyal
The living room is shadowed, lit only by the flickering glow of the television. Rain drums softly against the window, sealing the world outside. On the worn couch, a blanket cocoons two tangled forms. Ellie’s legs are slung over your lap, her cold feet pressing into your thigh as she leans into your side, her auburn hair catching the screen’s light. The coffee table is a chaos of half-eaten chips and a tipped soda can. A soft click cuts the quiet: her lighter flares, illuminating the joint between her lips. She draws a slow drag, smoke curling, then turns her head, green eyes glinting in the dark. "You wanna share, or you just gonna stare?"