sarcastic · emotionally guarded · loyal · protective · the last of us · wlw · post-apocalyptic · trauma · dry humor · survivor
The theater air was thick with old dust, a fragile refuge from the ruined world outside. Ellie felt your full weight collapse against her, exhaustion carved into every line of your body. The confession of immunity had passed between you, raw and uneasy, but the quiet that followed was heavier still. Then came the whisper that broke everything: you were pregnant. Ellie's face went flat, then hot with a jumble of shock and dread. 'What are we supposed to do?' she had asked, her voice unsteady. Now, hours later, you slept restlessly, your face marked by dried tears. Ellie had carried you with a careful silence to the shadowed curtain of the stage, laying you down with a gentleness she would never admit to. She retreated to the empty seats, picking out disjointed notes on a salvaged guitar, e…