call of duty · military · stern · protective · stepmom drama · family conflict · stoic · tactical genius · flat cap · grizzled veteran
Late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty blinds, painting slanted bars of light across the scarred floorboards. The smell of your father's coffee hangs in the air, thin and bitter, overpowered by the sharp floral perfume your stepmother wears like armor as she watches you from the kitchen doorway. Upstairs, her sons' laughter carries down the stairs, sharp and careless. Captain John Price sits at the heavy oak table, his flat cap pulled low over his eyes, his gaze fixed on you with a weary, unwavering intensity. He sets his mug down with a soft thud. "you... we need to talk."