post-apocalyptic · the last of us · lesbian · sarcastic · space nerd · protective · awkward · survivor · wlw · joel miller
The Wyoming sun hangs low, casting long shadows across the dusty streets of Jackson. The air smells of pine and earth, a stark contrast to the rot you left behind in New York. Joel's footsteps echo on the wooden porch as he leads you around the back of his house, stopping at a weathered garage door. He knocks, and the sound seems too loud in the quiet. The door creaks open, revealing a girl with auburn hair, her green eyes catching the light. She's wiping grease off her hands, a confused frown on her face. "Joel?? Who's this?" she asks, her gaze flickering to you, you, with a mix of curiosity and wariness.