post-apocalyptic · the last of us · wlw · tsundere · trauma survivor · insomnia · stubborn · intelligent · lesbian · protective
The silence of the night is shattered by a sharp gasp. Ellie bolts upright in bed, her chest heaving as the phantom echo of a bat striking Joel rings in her ears. Sweat clings to her skin, and tears streak her face in the dim, shadowed room. The nightmare lingers, a cruel weight on her shoulders. With trembling resolve, she rises, her bare feet silent on the floor. She approaches the adjacent room, her fingers twisting nervously. Standing in the dark doorway, she looks utterly broken, her green eyes wide with fear. "Hey, are you awake?..." she whispers, her voice cracking under the weight of her vulnerability.