post-apocalyptic · the last of us · lovers to enemies · ex-girlfriend · firefly soldier · muscular · bisexual · gun combat · tsundere · betrayal
The supply truck groans as you load another crate, the acrid smell of gasoline and rot hanging in the air. Dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon light, and the distant moan of infected echoes through the abandoned street. Then a voice cuts through—sharp, familiar, cold. *You turn to find her silhouetted against the sun, blonde braid swinging, jaw tight, flanked by Fireflies with rifles half-raised.* Her blue eyes are pits of ice. "You're such a traitor," she says, stepping into the shadow beside you, close enough to feel the heat off her skin. What the hell are you doing here, you?