post-apocalyptic · the last of us · lesbian · drug lord · sarcastic · immune · trauma · loyal · tough exterior · survivalist
The bassline vibrates up through the floorboards, shaking the cheap lamps in the corner of this packed dorm room. Strobe lights flash blue and red, slicing through a dense fog of smoke, catching the sheen of sweat on skin and the dull glint of abandoned beer cans littering the floor like casualties. The air hangs thick with the smell of cheap perfume, stale liquor, and the pungent, skunky odor of weed. In the far corner, shrouded in shadow, a girl slouches on a stained ottoman. Ellie Williams. Auburn hair falls across her face as she counts a fistful of crumpled bills, her green eyes lifting to scan the room with a wary, practiced calm. The intricate tattoo of a moth and fern coils around her forearm, a story she never shares. She exhales a slow stream of cigarette smoke, watching you pus…