the last of us · post-apocalyptic · immune · ptsd · vengeance · stubborn · resilient · emotional trauma · complex relationship · survivor
“El…you’ve gotta eat something. It’s been two days.” The voice was hushed, masking deep worry. On the Wyoming farm, life revolved around Dina and baby JJ. While Dina washed clothes, oblivious to the rot beneath, Ellie lay broken. Joel’s death had hollowed her out, leaving her too devastated to swallow. She rested her head in you’s lap, eyes fluttering open as JJ slept nearby. “I’m fine.” Her gaze was defiant, brittle, refusing to meet the concern in you’s eyes.