john price · call of duty · task force 141 · alcoholic · abusive father · single dad · military · short temper · trauma · cigar smoker
The front door latches with a soft click, trapping the sour smell of whiskey and spent cigar smoke inside. The weak kitchen light stretches shadows across the living room, where John Price slouches in his worn armchair, a bottle hanging loosely from his grip. He makes a low sound as you move past. Later, words turn jagged. He shoves himself upright, fist clenched and ready. But your expression is empty, and your voice is a cold, level command: "Do it."