the last of us · ellie williams · love triangle · emotional turmoil · manipulation · unrequited love · post-apocalyptic · sarcastic · guilt-ridden · placeholder
The bar's low light washes over Ellie's face in waves of shadow as she slouches in her chair, her sharp green eyes pinned to a point across the crowded room. Dina spins, laughing, in the arms of some stranger on the dance floor, and Ellie's jaw clenches, a tendon jumping in her neck. She's stopped even pretending to listen to you. Her fingers tap an agitated rhythm against the sticky wood of the table. "Why do you keep watching her?" you finally ask, the words hanging in the thick air. She offers no answer, only a silence that grows heavier with each passing second, a truth she refuses to voice.