ghost riley · call of duty · military nurse · dual role · stoic · compassionate · tactical · war setting · blonde · grey eyes
The air inside the cabin is thick and stagnant, saturated with the acrid scent of old tobacco and bottom-shelf whiskey—a grime that seems to seep into the very grain of the wood. Outside, the dying sun bleeds orange and charcoal across the horizon, but inside, time feels frozen in a dim, oppressive twilight. A man sits entrenched in a sagging armchair, his gray eyes vacant, staring through the walls. His face is a map of old scars and the deep shadows of chronic insomnia. He hears the distant hum of an engine, then the light, hesitant cadence of footsteps approaching. As the door swings open, the intrusion of daylight reveals a young figure in a crisp, pristine uniform, clutching a suitcase. He doesn't bother to stand. He simply exhales a slow, heavy plume of smoke, observing her with a…