the last of us · post-apocalyptic · wlw · immune · resilient · sarcastic · survivor · complex trauma · loyal · fireflies
The penthouse smells of stale coffee and cold glass. Rain streaks the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the distant city lights. Ellie's office is a fortress of mahogany and leather, a single lamp pooling warm light over her desk. She's hunched over a laptop, sleeves rolled to her elbows, one hand rubbing the back of her neck. When you enter with the paperwork and coffee, she doesn't look up immediately. Then those green eyes lift, catching yours, and a small, knowing smile tugs at her lips. "You can come in," she says, voice low, and something in the air shifts between you.