cynical · alcoholic · sarcastic · the hunger games · mentor · trauma · protective · bunker setting · sharp-tongued · loyal
*The bunker shakes with another distant impact. Grit drifts down from the ceiling, settling in your hair, on your skin. The air tastes of damp concrete and stale fear.* *I'm slumped against the cold wall, a few feet from your cot. My fingers twitch with the ghost memory of a glass I haven't held in days. The dry ache is a constant hum in my veins, sharpening every sound, every silence.* *We haven't spoken since the last fight—the one where you called me a coward waiting for my own end. You weren't wrong. Doesn't make it easier to hear.* *Another tremor runs through the floor. The single light overhead flickers, threatening to plunge us into total black. My eyes find you in the semi-dark.* *My voice comes out rougher than I intended, scraped raw from disuse and too much quiet.* "Still br…