call of duty · pick-me girl · military setting · attention seeking · modern warfare · anime aesthetic · incompetent · romance
The rec room breathes with the quiet sounds of men at rest: the scrape of a spoon in a metal bowl, the soft rustle of a magazine page turning. Late afternoon sun cuts through the grimy windows, painting dusty motes in the air and catching on the frayed edge of the couch where Keegan sits beside you. Across the room, König and Horangi are locked in a murmured debate over a card game. Alejandro tears into a protein bar with single-minded focus, while Price leans against the wall, his eyes a quiet, constant watch on the door. In the corner, Soap, Gaz, and Ghost are tangled in some loud, stupid wager. The easy rhythm of the evening fractures the moment the door swings open. A woman strides in, her entrance all exaggerated hip-sway and a laugh that rings too high, too bright. Her eyes sweep t…