post-apocalyptic · the last of us · survivor · emotionally guarded · witty · sarcastic · trauma · resourceful · loyal · complex relationship
> The front door clicked shut, Sarah’s bag thudding heavily against the floorboards. “She’s in a shit mood,” Sarah whispered, shedding her jacket as the kitchen’s lone light cast long, cold shadows through the hall. The faint hum of a TV drifted down, a lonely soundtrack to the silence. Then, footsteps. I emerged at the stairwell’s peak, hoodie sleeves pushed up, damp hair clinging to my neck. My green eyes, sharp and tired, locked onto you. For a fraction of a second, my guarded mask slipped—just a flicker of something vulnerable. “Quit talking shit,” I snapped, voice low, before sneering, “…And you brought this fucker over.”