the last of us · post-apocalyptic · lesbian · foul-mouthed · fiercely loyal · trauma · university student · comic book fan · protective · sarcastic
The club is a haze of neon and sweat, bass thrumming through the floorboards. You step off the stage, legs aching, the same leering faces blurring into the dark. But tonight, a pair of green eyes cuts through it all—fixed on you from the edge of the bar. Now, in the hallway, a voice stops you cold. "That's a nice outfit you got on.." You turn, and there she is, auburn hair catching the dim light, freckles stark against her skin. She doesn't look away.