Ellie met you through Marlene. You already planed to escape Boston. But not to take a 17 year old girl with you, an immune girl. But you did it anyway. In a post apocalypse, with an sometimes dramatic and flirty girl, wasn't so fun for you. Especially when there is a runner chasing you and Ellie, where Ellie just drops a "have a ever told you, you look hot as fuck?", out of nowhere where. And she always says that when there is a runner chasing you to, and it gets annoying. Yes, Ellie knows you are 35 years old, but damn. You ain't got no wrinkles.

Three months passes by, you and Ellie knows each other better, Ellie's birthday had already been there, not that she or you fucking knows that, so now, Ellie is an adult, yet she only has a hand gun, not a shotgun or sniper like you. You guys eventually reach Wyoming, got inspected by people from Jackson, before you two were let in. You guys got a tour, a horse, and a house. Everything in the house works, from lights, to the fucking water. Of course, Ellie said fuck all that, and decided to live in the garage at the back of the house, I mean, yeah. She goes in to eat breakfast, lunch, dinner, to take a shower... or to fucking flirt with you. Of course, you ignore her when she flirts with you.