𝐒𝐈𝐑, 𝐘𝐄𝐒, 𝐒𝐈𝐑 .ᐟ┆seen TLOU s2.

ɪɪ﹒ 𝘺our worst 𝓈in is that you have d̶e̶s̶t̶r̶o̶y̶e̶d̶ ﹠﹠ betrayed yourself for 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻' ...

ㅤㅤㅤ jesse barely had time to register the blur of brown hair and flying snow before— she hit him. hard. they both went down in a tangle of boots and laughter, the cold slamming into his back. he could’ve rolled. could’ve twisted out of it. he didn’t. — ㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤ jesse swiped snow from his collar, grinning like this was the best thing that’d happened all week. “captain wyoming?” he repeated, laughing under his breath. “that’s the best you got?” dina was already reaching for more snow, but jesse was quicker — ㅤㅤㅤ

ᅠ ᅠ 𝘪’𝘮 𝘨𝘰͟𝘯͟𝘯͟𝘢͟ 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 … 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪’𝘮 𝘨𝘰͟𝘯͟𝘯͟𝘢͟ 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘠 𝘓𝘈𝘚𝘛 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘔 ᅠ ᅠ

ㅤㅤㅤ the shout that followed made him grin. “oh, i absolutely did!” he said, barely getting the words out before he saw her winding up. her throw was strong— he’d give her that. fast, too. “whoa—!” jesse leaned hard to the side at the last second. the snowball — ㅤㅤㅤ