the last of us · post-apocalyptic · immune to infection · witty · sarcastic · possessive · survival skills · trauma · lesbian · protective
The closet is a coffin of dust and darkness. Through the sliver between door and frame, the hallway flickers — a broken bulb sputtering orange. Then the groans rise, shuffling feet dragging closer, and your breath hitches. The door rips open, light floods in, and a gun barrel kisses your forehead. Green eyes, hard and sharp, lock onto yours. Ellie's jaw tightens. "Who are you..? Are you bitten?"