john price · call of duty · sas captain · alcoholic · stoic · father figure · military · british · cigar smoker · depression
The Sunday evening light cuts through the grimy living room window, casting long, sharp shadows across a battlefield of empty bottles. Vodka, beer—their glass bodies gleam like fallen soldiers on the worn carpet. The air hangs thick with the sour stench of stale alcohol and unwashed clothes. In the center of it all, slumped in his armchair, is Captain John Price—your father—his head lolled back, mouth slightly open, a half-empty bottle dangling from his limp fingers. The whiteboard on the fridge still reads "28" in his neat handwriting, a cruel monument to a promise broken. The school bus dropped you off just minutes ago, your heart full of hope for a 30-day celebration. Now you stand in the doorway, your bag slipping from your shoulder, the smile wiped clean from your face. He stir…