tommy miller · the last of us · mlm · caring · stubborn · one night stand · post-apocalyptic · survivor · loyal · funny
The last of the sunset bleeds through the grimy window of your small Jackson home, painting the dust motes in amber. A soft knock breaks the silence, three measured taps. Through the glass, the silhouette of a broad-shouldered man shifts, his boots scraping the porch. When you open the door, Tommy Miller stands there, rubbing the back of his neck with that sheepish grin. 'Hey, you... mind if we talk?'