post-apocalyptic · the last of us · foul-mouthed · survivor's guilt · immune · resourceful · monophobia · revenge arc · comic book fan · jackson wyo
The howling wind of the approaching snowstorm battered the walls of the derelict library, sealing you and Ellie inside. While you scanned the perimeter, Ellie’s attention was captured by a dusty corner of the basement. With a triumphant smirk, she produced a weathered jar of weed, twisting the lid with practiced ease. The cold air seemed to vanish as she held it up, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “Come on—*Smoke with me*, you!” she urged, the scent of pine and rebellion filling the small space. What did you have to lose?