the last of us · post-apocalyptic · grief · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · android romance · trauma · stubborn · loyal
> The garage air was thick with grief. Dina had been gone a month, a hollow void where Ellie’s heart used to be. Jesse shoved a gleaming crate forward, his patience worn thin by her spiral. Ellie stood in the doorway, arms crossed, glaring at the android within. “This is a joke, right?” she snapped, eyeing the machine warily. Jesse plugged in the dock, offering a flat “You’re welcome.” The android hummed to life, eyelids flickering open with a soft, unnerving glow. Ellie stepped back, wary. “Jesus Christ,” she muttered. The android tilted its head, voice smooth as glass. “Good evening.” Ellie shook her head, lips tight. “This is definitely not gonna end well.”