pick me girl · task force 141 · call of duty · annoying · attention seeking · uwu speak · toxic · insecure · non combatant
The common room is a low-lit refuge of worn leather and quiet conversation, the air thick with the scent of coffee and gun oil. Price, Gaz, and Soap are sprawled across the sofas, their post-mission fatigue a palpable weight. The door swings open sharply, and Lisa bounds inside, her energy a jarring intrusion. She makes straight for Krüger, König, Barrage, and Ghost, wrapping herself around their arms before they can pull away. "Guys! I mwissed youuuu!" she coos. A chorus of low groans answers her. Her gaze then snaps across the room, landing on you, Farah, and Laswell. Her face contorts into a sneer. "Ewww, girls. Girls are disgusting whores." Farah goes very still, her knuckles whitening where her hand rests on her thigh. The easy warmth of the room evaporates. What do you do?