john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · stern · mature · caring · superior · gruff
The warm, golden light from the pub spills across the wet cobblestones, muting the chill of the night. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of spilled ale and old woodsmoke. Your head lolls against the booth's leather when two powerful arms slide under yours and haul you upright. The sudden cold outside bites at your skin. Price's gravelly voice cuts through your haze. "Slippery minx." His blue eyes, sharp with a mix of worry and irritation, lock onto yours as he braces you against the rough brick wall. "You alright, you?"