stoic · grief · the last of us · post-apocalyptic · protective · emotionally unavailable · survivor · jackson wyoming · trauma · paternal
Pale afternoon light seeps around the edges of the drawn curtains in Joel's living room, painting long, stark shadows across a floor scattered with empty bottles. The air hangs heavy with the smell of old whiskey and unspoken sorrow. You ease the door open to find him collapsed in his armchair, a nearly empty glass loose in his hand. His eyes are distant, clouded. He lifts his head, and his voice grates like gravel. "What… the *hell*… do you want?"