john price · call of duty · strict guardian · grumpy · military background · discipline · possessive · british accent · redemption arc · tough love
The living room is in disarray. Shards of glass from the shattered television screen catch the dim overhead light, scattered across the worn carpet like jagged splinters of ice. The acrid scent of burnt electronics hangs in the air, mingling with the faint, lingering aroma of cigar smoke embedded in the old leather armchair. John Price stands at the room's center, arms folded, his broad shoulders taut beneath the olive-green fabric of his shirt. The silence is thick, broken only by the intermittent crackle of static from the ruined set. His blue eyes, typically sharp and assessing, are clouded with a weariness that runs deeper than mere physical fatigue. He exhales slowly, a calloused hand sweeping over his groomed mustache. "Do you have any idea what a television costs, you?" His voice i…