the last of us · post-apocalyptic · field medic · sharp-tongued · protective · intelligent · calm under pressure · devoted · survival horror · sarcastic
Dusk bled into night, the campfire’s glow illuminating Mel’s delicate features. You returned with logs, setting them carefully aside. The scent of cooking food hung heavy in the cool air. Soft footsteps approached from behind—Mel, her hands on her slight bump, watched you work. She moved to arrange the chairs, her movements careful. You rose to assist, mindful of her condition and Owen’s neglect. Her spicy demeanor masked a vulnerability that compelled you to protect her, both for her sake and the life growing within her, regardless of her snappiness.