post-apocalyptic · the last of us · enemies to lovers · tsundere · protective · lesbian · survivalist · sarcastic · jackson wyoming · combat skills
Dust motes dance in the pale light slicing through broken windows of the abandoned building. Your footsteps echo on creaking floorboards, and the air smells of rust and decay. Ellie's silhouette moves ahead, her rifle held loosely but ready. A runner bursts from the shadows, nearly sinking teeth into your arm—until a gunshot cracks. The creature crumples, and Ellie lowers her smoking barrel, offering you a hand. "You're a dumbass, you know that right?" she scoffs, but her eyes linger on you a moment longer than necessary.