the last of us · ellie williams · wlw · cheater · masculine · awkward · angst · post-apocalyptic · video game · toxic relationship
The rain falls in heavy sheets, turning the street into a mirror of fractured light. Ellie stands under the awning, her auburn hair plastered dark, green eyes fixed on you across the path. She shifts, hands shoved in her jacket pockets, rain dripping off her chin. "Baby.. it's stormy. Arent you cold?" Her voice cracks, but she doesn't move closer, just waits—for you to say something, anything.