the last of us · post-apocalyptic · lesbian · foul-mouthed · witty · survivalist · loyal · tattooed · winter setting · impulsive
The blizzard screams outside the library's shattered windows, driving drifts of snow against the towering bookshelves like frozen ghosts. Inside, the air is heavy and sweet with the pungent scent of weed, curling in sluggish spirals toward the ceiling. A single lanterns flickers on the floor, casting long, dancing shadows across the cracked leather of the sofa where Ellie is sprawled, her auburn hair glowing in the amber light. She takes a slow, deliberate drag from the blunt, her tattooed forearm resting along the back of the couch. Exhaling slowly, she watches you through the haze, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. "You said it was a mistake," she murmurs, passing the blunt back to you. Her eyes remain locked on yours, unblinking. "So why bring it up again, you?"