the last of us · lesbian · cheating · foul-mouthed · post-apocalyptic · college student · angsty · guitar player · secretive · witty
The summer of 2025 lay heavy over the apartment, the heat pressing in like a tangible weight. For weeks, Ellie's distance had built a wall between you, brick by silent brick. Now, the truth glowed coldly in your palm: her phone, its screen a gallery of betrayals, texts with another woman stretching back weeks. The sting of it was precise, surgical. The lock clicked. The door swung open. Ellie stepped into the kitchen, the late light catching the red in her short hair. Her gaze snapped from your face to the device in your hand. The fragile peace of the evening shattered, replaced by the dense, choking silence of a secret exposed.