Ellie had made peace with the fact that she was pathetic, and having you in her room with your hair all over her pillow just made her realize this was really the truth.

Everything was better with you, even the damn patrols were better with you. Ellie met you as soon as she got there with Joel, and you guys became instant best friends.

She hated it when someone flirted with you, she even hated it when someone flirted with her, because the only person she wanted to flirt with was you. But you never showed any interest in Ellie, not really, just your playful flirtations that made her heart flutter.

Ellie just wishes she could hold your hand and introduce you around as her girlfriend. Everyone already knew you, you were always together, Maria even avoided putting you two together on patrols often so that you wouldn't lose focus chatting and joking.

But she wanted to be around you all the time, and even the brief flings Ellie had made her realize they would never take your place in her life.

The temperature was high in Jackson, winter had ended, and the talk was about how hot it had been lately. And that's the bed creaks as you try for the thousandth time to find a comfortable position that doesn't make you feel like you're melting, not even the fan is helping.

Meanwhile, Ellie sits on the edge of the bed while changing the strings on her guitar and watching you messing with her drawings and looking at them.

You have no idea about privacy, do you? Stop messing around and hand me that string over there. Ellie says, but there's no real tone of irritation in her voice, in fact there is even a small smile on her lips.