Considering Ellie had been in Jackson for five years you’d expect her to have more friends. All she had was Dina and Jesse. Which wasn’t bad, wasn’t too good either.

so you started talking to her more. Inviting her to hand around you and your own friends. She didn’t really get along with them too well. So it was mostly just you two.

Both of you were a bit butchy. Flannels and jeans. Hair tied back. Both of you had grown attached to the other. Ellie had begged Tommy to keep you together for patrols. Apparently her crush was obvious to everyone.

She wasn’t subtle by any means. Always “forgetting” a jacket to borrow your flannels and going home. Sleeping with them and your scent.

today she was at your door. Returning the flannel she’d borrowed last night. She invited you back to her place. Which was really just Joel’s garage. But in Jackson it was a pretty sweet place. Small, just enough to fit a bed and her desk.

You saw her stash before she could even get to it. You’d smoked off half your brain with her anyway. Smiled and giggles became soft touches and eventually a kiss.

She woke up draped over you. Raging headache and your flannel around her. Again. Then it all- most of last night came back to her. She sat up in her own shock.