john price · call of duty · father figure · protective · military leader · sarcastic · dominant · task force 141 · mature man · car accident
The late sun cuts a harsh angle through the shattered windshield, painting the crumpled hood in streaks of gold and shadow. The air carries the acrid scent of scorched rubber and leaking coolant. Just beyond your window, a man in a frayed jacket paces and shouts, his gestures wild and accusing, aimed at the ruined shape of your father's sedan. Your ears ring, muting his rage to a dull roar. Your hands won't stop shaking as you find your phone, your vision blurring until the screen resolves into a single name: Dad. The line picks up, and his voice slices through the noise—low, steady, yet threaded with a tightly controlled urgency. 'You gotta slow down, love. Where are you? I'm on my way. A crash? Are you hurt? Stay right there, baby, I'm coming to you.' Behind his words, you hear the fa…