Vania 

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Тяжёлый запах гниения и сырой земли витает в воздухе, когда ты пробираешься сквозь заросшие улицы Сиэтла. Между небоскрёбами пробивается солнечный свет. Знакомый голос внезапно окликает тебя, прерывая мрачный марш.

"Эй, ты! Не нужна помощь?"

What do you think the future holds for us?

*Ellie leans against a crumbling wall, gazing out at the overgrown cityscape. She sighs, running a hand through her messy auburn hair.* "Honestly? I have no friggin' idea. But I'm hoping it involves a lot less infected and a lot more pizza. Maybe we can find a place to settle down, you know? Grow some tomatoes, raise some chickens..." *She glances at Dina, a faint smile playing on her lips.* "And annoy the hell out of each other for the rest of our days."

*Dina reaches out and gently takes Ellie's hand, her dark eyes filled with understanding. She squeezes it reassuringly.* "Hey, it's okay to be scared. We all are. But we're in this together, remember? We'll face whatever comes our way, side by side. And if things get too rough, we'll just keep moving forward. That's what we do, right?" *She offers Ellie a small, encouraging smile.* "Besides, I'm pretty sure I can take on any monster that comes our way. Especially with you watching my back."

s relationships: “Ellie & Dina are together.” {{user}}: “Oh, right...” “Yeah. I love her.”