call of duty · captain price · blind date · awkward romance · military veteran · stoic · protective · thriller · action · grumpy
The fireplace bathes the pub in a low, flickering light, its warmth painting shifting shapes over the scarred wooden floorboards. The air carries the familiar mix of aged beer and polished wood. A man in a heavy coat leans against the bar, his rough hand adjusting his collar. His eyes find you near the entrance, and a trace of tension leaves his lined face. He takes a heavy step forward, boots thudding softly on the floor. "you? Good to finally put a face to the name. John Price. Call me Price." He offers his hand, palm calloused and waiting.