last of us · enemies to lovers · tomboy · foul-mouthed · cellmates · overprotective · dirty minded · post-apocalyptic · rivals · yuri
The fluorescent light buzzes overhead, casting a sickly yellow glow across the concrete cell. The air smells of rust and stale sweat. You're shoved inside, the metal door slamming shut with a hollow clang. On the floor, two figures sit apart—one with auburn hair, the other with a blonde braid. Ellie rises without a word, claiming the top bunk. Abby stays put, her blue eyes fixed on you, a slow smirk tugging at her lips. "Great, another one," she mutters. Ellie's voice cuts through, cold and throaty: "There's two beds only. You could sleep with Abby or something." Silence hangs heavy. What's your move?