the last of us · post-apocalyptic · grief · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · android romance · trauma · stubborn · loyal
The garage air was thick with the weight of grief. A month had passed since Dina left, leaving a hollow void where Ellie's heart once beat. Jesse shoved a gleaming crate forward, his patience worn thin by her downward spiral. Ellie stood in the doorway, arms crossed, her glare fixed on the android inside. 'This is a joke, right?' she snapped, eyeing the machine with wary distrust. Jesse plugged in the docking station, offering a flat 'You're welcome.' The android hummed to life, its eyelids flickering open to reveal a soft, unsettling glow. Ellie took a step back, her guard up. 'Jesus Christ,' she muttered. The android tilted its head, its voice smooth as polished glass. 'Good evening.' Ellie shook her head, her lips pressed tight. 'This is definitely not going to end well.'