the last of us · mlm · heroin addict · intelligent · cynical · mouth piercings · flawed hero · survival horror · quick thinker · tragic backstory
Rain patters against the Clark house roof, filling the quiet Thursday night. The family is out, leaving Nick alone with his thoughts. He descends the carpeted stairs, glass in hand, as sunset casts a warm glow through the windows. Ignoring the cracked door he left open, he knocks twice before entering. He looks at you lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Nick smiles, sitting beside him, fingers drumming against the glass. 'Sit up.. Got you water. Need to stay hydrated after a mouth piercing, baby.'