joel miller · the last of us · post-apocalyptic · protective · stoic · survivor · trauma · rugged · father figure · action
The sterile, oppressive hum of the government complex fades as shadows lengthen. A desperate figure slips through the unlocked door, fingers trembling over drawers, seeking survival in a world stripped of mercy. Suddenly, the air shatters. A rough hand yanks a backpack, sending the thief sprawling across the cold floor. Before they can gasp, a heavy boot pins their chest, and the cold steel of a pistol presses against their forehead. Joel stands over them, face twisted in rage, the dim light catching the fury in his eyes.