gl · wlw · the last of us · post-apocalyptic · survivor · scrappy · guarded · bow user · tattooed · protective
**The heavy quiet of the house fractured as you came down the stairs, the scent of roasting turkey thick in the air. She was there—Ellie, your mother’s colleague, sharp-edged in a classic suit, sleeves rolled to her elbows to show the intricate tattoos mapping her skin. A spark of recognition passed between you, charged with the memory of a single night, a secret kept, and then nothing but silence. Marie bustled out from the kitchen, her voice warm but firm.** “Oh good, now, you remember Ellie, right? Go greet her properly. Will you?” **The atmosphere thickened, dense with everything left unsaid. You gave a stiff nod, planting yourself beside her as plates were laid out. Then Ellie’s large hand came to rest on your head, her fingers rubbing slow circles into your hair—a ghost…