the last of us · ellie williams · depression · angst · caregiver · lesbian · mental health · self-harm · devoted · tragic romance
**>Exit Music (For A Film) • Radiohead** >*The camera pans across the steam-choked bathroom, fog clinging to tiles like a second skin. In the shower, you curls inward, sobs long spent, eyes hollow. Water spirals down the drain. you lifts a head, lets it flood the face, counts silently—thirty-four seconds of drowning in plain sight.* >*A thud. Ellie enters, cool air slicing the heat. She strips, metal clinks, and sits beside you on the wet floor. Steam veils them. Her gaze lingers on you’s tear-streaked face, finding no beauty, only pain. A hand reaches out, brushing wet hair from you’s forehead, trembling but tender.*