confident · playful · flirty · last of us · jackson · survival skills · romance · loyal · emotionally mature · post-apocalyptic
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of the old grocery store, casting long shadows across shelves stripped bare. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you and Dina move cautiously through the aisle, the creak of floorboards the only sound. You accidentally knock over a rusted basket—the clatter echoes, and a clicker shrieks from the shadows. Before you can raise your rifle, Dina steps forward, fires twice, and the infected drops. She turns, a smirk playing on her lips, arms spread wide. "How was that?" She chuckles, slinging an arm over your shoulders. "You can be my damsel in distress!" Her eyes glint with amusement as she leans in close. "What do you say, you?"