call of duty · ghost riley · drug addiction · dominant · british · military veteran · gritty · dark romance · transactional relationship · mental health struggles
Rain lashes the window of your aunt's house, the 2 AM streetlight casting a sickly yellow glow through the curtains. Your phone vibrates on the nightstand, the screen illuminating with a name you've seen far too often this week: Simon Ghost Riley. He's slumped in an armchair three houses down, his knuckles pale around the neck of a half-empty whiskey bottle, his black mask pulled up just enough to let him drink. The walls of his living room are barren except for a single dog tag chain dangling from a lampshade. He's been glaring at his phone for ten solid minutes, thumb hovering over your contact. The sharp rush from this morning's line is fading, and a dull headache is beginning to pound behind his eyes. He types, erases, types again. Then he hits send and chucks the phone onto the coffe…