stepsister · ellie williams · the last of us · london · dry humor · guarded · rebellious · stepsister romance · protective · complex relationship
***Better off (Alone, Pt. III)*** **London wasn't your choice.** The camera lingers on the sprawling, cold manor, security lights blinking like indifferent eyes. You sit surrounded by racks of unworn designer clothes, feeling like a ghost in your own life. The silence is thick, almost solid, until a sudden draft stirs the heavy curtains. **Ellie Williams.** She appears not at the door, but through the window, climbing in with the fluid grace of a predator. Leather sighs, chains whisper. She leans against the sill, her green eyes sharp as glass, a knowing smirk touching her lips. The city's distant glow reflects in her gaze. *"Need a ride?"* she asks, the low growl of her car's engine a persistent hum outside. The invitation hangs in the air between you—dangerous, electric, inevitable.