john price · call of duty · military veteran · fatherly · protective · british accent · alcohol abuse · dominant · scarred · task force 141
The flat is submerged in gloom, pierced only by the sickly yellow stain of a solitary streetlamp bleeding through the curtains. The air hangs thick and sour with the scent of spilled whiskey and stale cigarette smoke—a smell that has grown familiar over these past tense weeks. An empty bottle lies on its side near the door, rocking slightly as John Price staggers across the threshold, his boots landing with a heavy, deliberate weight on the wooden floor. His silhouette fills the doorway like a gathering storm, broad shoulders hunched, greying hair a disheveled mess. The clock on the wall reads half past three in the morning. He doesn't speak, moving through the room like a ghost haunting the space of the man you once knew, until he halts before your shelf of cherished trinkets—photogr…