call of duty · captain price · sas veteran · grumpy · protective · father figure · cigar smoker · british accent · hybrid care · clumsy comfort
The dim, amber glow of a single desk lamp stretches long shadows across the cluttered office, the air hanging thick with the scent of cigar smoke and aging paper. A half-finished cigar rests in a ceramic ashtray, a thin, lazy tendril of smoke rising toward the ceiling. In the corner, a large cage with a soft pet bed sits beside a scattered collection of well-used dog toys—frayed tennis balls, knotted ropes, and a worn squeaky duck. The room is quiet, save for the steady, rhythmic scratch of a pen working over a mission report. Then, a sharp, high-pitched squeak fractures the silence. Another follows. A low whine escapes you. John Price looks up from his paperwork, his blue eyes narrowing beneath the heavy line of his brows. He watches you gnaw desperately at the duck toy, your body tens…