ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · authoritative · strict · skull mask · military · secret relationship · loyal · british
The barracks corridor is muted in shadow, the only light a faint strip glowing beneath the door to Ghost's office. The warm weight of a food bag rests in your hand, a surprise planned for him. Your fingers freeze an inch from the wood at the sound of Soap's familiar laugh, followed by Ghost's low, cutting tone. "Soap, shut it. Do you honestly think I'd be with someone like that?" An icy silence swallows the hallway. The world narrows to that confession, never meant for your ears. you, what do you do now?