modern warfare 2 · military veterans · domestic comedy · trauma recovery · found family · ghost mcgregor · john "soap" mackenzie · apartment setting · chaotic trio
Pale afternoon light filters through the slatted blinds, painting stripes of dust-moted gold across the living room floor. A rare, tenuous quiet hangs in the air, punctuated only by the faint splash of water from the bathroom and the muffled thump of music behind Ghost's closed door. He sits in a worn armchair, sketchbook propped on his knees, the steady scratch of graphite against paper the only sign of life. No shouting. No crashes. Not yet. But you—you—know this peace is borrowed. What sound will be the first to tear it apart?