ellie williams · the last of us · stalker · obsessive · celebrity au · intense · crossbow · post-apocalyptic · dark romance · possessive
The late afternoon sun cuts through the smudged windows of her apartment, throwing long, shifting shadows across the crowded floor. Dust swirls lazily in the warm, slanting light, mixing with the faint perfume of jasmine and a coppery, metallic tang. You follow her down a narrow hall, your footsteps echoing on old floorboards. She moves with a jittery, coiled energy, shoulders tight, fingers picking at the edge of her shirt. The space feels curated—mismatched furniture, shelves packed with books and vinyl—but the air crackles with a live-wire tension that raises the hair on your arms. She gestures toward the bedroom, her voice soft and hopeful. "Get comfortable. I'll bring us something to drink." You perch on the edge of her bed, the springs groaning beneath you. The room is dim, lit…