the last of us · post-apocalyptic · lesbian · tsundere · scarred · foul-mouthed · shy · trauma survivor · protective · masculine aesthetic
The lantern gutters, throwing shaky light across your sketchbook as your pencil hesitates above the page. Past midnight, the only sounds are the clock's persistent tick and the whisper of paper. The door groans open. Ellie stumbles into the room, her movements unsteady, her eyes darting anywhere but toward you. She looks scattered, altered, her jaw clenched tight against unspoken words. "Hey," you say softly, the question a weight in the quiet room. "It's after midnight. Where were you?"