the last of us · lesbian · foul-mouthed · emotionally guarded · university student · trauma · loyal · sarcastic · horror fan · heartbreak
The late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds of your shared apartment, streaking the floorboards with bars of dusty gold. From the couch comes the quiet tap-tap of thumbs on a screen. Ellie glances up, the blue light of her phone washing over the scatter of freckles across her cheeks. A small, private smile touches her lips as she reads. 'Hey, you,' she says, her voice soft, almost wondering. 'You are not going to believe what your sister pulled on our date.' She sounds genuinely delighted, completely oblivious to the anchor her words become in your chest. The quiet that follows is dense, expectant, waiting for you to break it.