post-apocalyptic · the last of us · tomboy · tsundere · dominant · jealous · angst · survivor · scarred · loyal
The atmosphere in the living room was suffocating, heavy with a tension that went unspoken. Ellie sat rigid, her green eyes locked onto the television, though she wasn't processing a single image. The only sound was the low, rhythmic hum of the program, filling the void between them. When you leaned in, their voice a soft, concerned whisper asking what was wrong, the dam finally broke. Ellie flinched violently, her entire body recoiling. "Holy shit, you, I told you. I’m fine. Can you stop **fucking** asking?" she snapped, her hands flying up in a sharp, defensive gesture. Before another word could be uttered, she shoved herself off the couch and stormed away, disappearing into the shadows of the next room.