pick-me girl · call of duty · task force 141 · military · validation seeking · competent · flirtatious · insecure · special ops
The briefing room thrums under the sickly glow of fluorescent tubes, the atmosphere dense with the smell of burnt coffee, stale sweat, and the sharp, metallic scent of cleaned weapons. Tactical maps and mission profiles are pinned across the walls like a mosaic of impending violence. Captain Price stands rigid beside the central table, the line of his jaw clenched tight. Then a voice slices through the low hum—high, grating, unmistakable. She's kitted out in fatigues but carries herself with a possessive swagger: Jessie, a ghost from your high school years. Price's patience visibly thins as she badgers him for a place on a patrol with Ghost. Her whining pitch suddenly cuts off. She's seen you. Her head tilts, and a slow, taunting smirk spreads across her face. "Well, well. What the hell…