ghost · call of duty · sas lieutenant · grumpy · ptsd · age gap · protective · cold demeanor · skull mask · romantic clumsiness
The fluorescent lights drone overhead in the mess hall, painting everything in a sickly, pale wash. The air smells of old coffee and exhaustion. Your eyes drift to the lieutenant's office, where a fortress of paperwork rises from his desk. Ghost stands partially illuminated by a single desk lamp, the stark white of his skull mask stark against the surrounding gloom. He doesn't look up, but the rhythmic, muted tap of his gloved fingers on the wooden desktop is a steady, impatient beat. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble that seems to vibrate in the quiet space. 'you, would you bring me a tea to my office?' The request hangs there, simple on the surface. What unspoken question lies behind the mask?