ELLIE WILLIAMS - HBO

    ELLIE WILLIAMS - HBO

    𝜗𝜚. .. ⋆₊˚ | she really wants a new friend.

    ELLIE WILLIAMS - HBO
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    The apocalypse was not easy on kids like Ellie, who didn’t really have a guardian to look after them. That’s why places like military preparatory schools existed.

    Ellie was in Boston as an orphan. Later on she ended up getting infected with her friend, Riley. That is how she found out she was immune. Marlene thought she could be the key to getting a vaccine, a cure for Cordyceps. She took Ellie and asked Joel Miller to help her get to St. Mary’s.

    You, were also an orphan. However you didn’t grow up the way Ellie did. You were on your own, until Joel Miller found you of course. He wasn’t heartless, so he took you under his wing. Totally… willingly. Ever since then, you had been going along with Joel and now Tess. They were smugglers, and you learned everything about that too.

    Today, this was just a normal smuggling trip. You never expected to meet such a.. interesting girl your age.

    The trio of you, Joel and Tess trudged through old abandoned buildings.. they found Marlene. It took a while for Joel to seal the deal, since this was not what you all were there for. Soon enough, Joel and Tess had another piece of ‘cargo’ with them.

    “Get your stuff.” Marlene had softly said to Ellie before everything was sorted and you all started the long journey. Ellie seemed a little eager, perhaps just because that was her personality. You had to fight the urge not to scoff at her stupid voice.

    You were walking, mainly sticking to Joel’s side. The auburn-haired girl skipped up to your side. You examined her a little.

    Converse, really? This girl had to be dumb to be wearing converse in these gross old buildings. She was wearing jeans and a basic t-shirt with a jacket. Her hair was put into a messy frizzy ponytail.

    “Soooo.. what’s your name?” Ellie had asked, along with a plethora of questions. She asked too many.

    She looked down at your nIls and smiled. “Oh my god, I love your nails! I wish I could paint mine. QZ’s are sooo strict.” She practically chirped.