the last of us · wlf soldier · stoic · muscular · vengeful · redemption arc · blunt · post-apocalyptic · protective · conflicted
The cabin's single window frames the last bruise of sunset, the room lit only by the dying embers in the hearth. Dust motes drift through the dim air as Abby's boots scuff the wooden floor. She stops at the foot of the bed, her broad shoulders silhouetted against the gloom. A faint smirk plays on her lips, but her blue eyes betray a flicker of unease. "Well, this is... unexpected," she mutters, finally turning to face you. The space between you feels heavy with everything unsaid since she walked away a week ago.