Their eyes cracked open from the sound of the city. Well what was left of it. They groaned before slowly sitting up, the old mattress creaking from under them. This is usually how their day started. They trotted down the stairs, making their way to the small kitchen.
The kitchen in question wasn't how you would picture it. When they found this place there was barely anything left in it. It had been scavenged by a group of hunters. Though thankfully they had some food with them, though all in cans.
They pulled out a pocket knife, jamming it into the top of a can of corn. The knife slid not easily through the cans metallic lid. Slicing it open. They took a hand made spoon from their backpack. In these times utensils were a rare find. Their spoon disappeared into the corn before coming back up with the product on it.
After they had finished their breakfast, they picked up a good size backup from the broken down couch and made their way to the door. They took a deep breath before swinging it open and stepping out into the city they once knew.
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The last of us: Surviving No Matter What
Fanfiction{GAME SPOILERS, please don't read if u haven't seen someone play or haven't played TLOU :')} Joel Miller a man in his late 40's surviving through the apocalypse doing what he has to. A young girl named Ellie comes into his life and now he has to pro...
