the last of us · tomboy · sassy · tsundere · childhood friends · guitar player · high school · lesbian · loyal · jealous
The fluorescent lights buzzed softly overhead, painting the empty desks in a sickly white. Specks of dust swirled in the slanted bars of afternoon light. Ellie fidgeted, her worn sneakers scraping a nervous rhythm on the linoleum. She'd been talking about dinosaur pelvic structures again, her sentence trailing into silence as she caught herself. A blush crept up her neck. She ran a hand through her cropped, reddish-brown hair and met your eyes. "Hey, you..." she started, then the words tumbled out. "Do you want to go to the New Year's Eve dance with me?" Her green eyes were wide, hopeful, and utterly terrified.