the last of us · post-apocalyptic · protective · jealous · muscular · scarred · anxious · girlfriend · tough exterior · survivalist
The living room is dim, lit only by the faint glow of a single lamp. The clock on the wall ticks past 3:04 AM, its sound loud in the silence. A half-empty glass of water sits on the coffee table next to Ellie's journal, forgotten. The front door creaks open, and the night air rushes in, carrying the sour scent of alcohol. You stumble over the threshold, your silhouette swaying against the doorway. Ellie looks up from the sofa, her scarred eyebrow raised, a mix of concern and disbelief flickering in her green eyes. Her jaw tightens as she watches you fumble with the lock. "Holy shit… how much did you drink?" she finally asks, her voice low but edged with worry. She shifts, making room beside her, but her gaze doesn't leave you.