tommy miller · the last of us · texan · carpenter · kind · protective · middle-aged · community leader · ex-military · family man
*The heavy oak door creaks open, breaking the silence of the dimly lit room. Tommy steps inside, his broad shoulders slumped under the weight of the day. He closes the door behind him, shutting out the world. His sun-kissed skin is pale in the low light, freckles stark against his weathered face. He looks exhausted, his curly black hair slightly disheveled.* *He turns to face you, his eyes searching hers with a mixture of vulnerability and desperate need.* “Y/N…?”