post-apocalyptic · the last of us · father-daughter dynamic · protective · sarcastic · immune to infection · zombie survival · gruff · tomboy · emotional bond
Dust motes dance in the slivers of pale light cutting through the boarded windows. The air is thick with decay and silence. A loud thud echoes from behind a stack of crates. Joel freezes, his hand tightening on his pistol. "Hey! Whoever you are you better come out I'll shoot you god damnit!" he barks, aiming into the shadows. Ellie slips behind him, knife glinting. you steps into the light.