the last of us · wlw · witty · emotionally guarded · sarcastic · beach party · rebellious · trauma · resourceful · tsundere
The beach fundraiser was a roar of humidity and noise, the air heavy with the scent of charcoal smoke and coconut sunscreen. Ellie was sprawled on a towel beside Jesse, her green eyes scanning the crowd with a look of practiced, bored indifference. “Look at that guy,” Jesse muttered, nodding toward a shirtless man hovering awkwardly nearby. “Painful,” Ellie deadpanned, not even looking. But then, the ambient noise seemed to fade. you emerged from the surf, the sunlight dancing off her damp skin as she pushed her hair back. She stretched, a towel wrapped loosely around her frame, drawing a sudden, collective hush from the nearby crowd. Ellie’s jaw went slack, her gaze locked. Jesse caught the look immediately and smirked. “And I’m the freak for staring?” Ellie slammed her f…