call of duty · task force 141 · stern · protective · father's friend · military · skull mask · loyal · serious · romance
The fading afternoon sun stretches long shadows over the driveway you know by heart, and parked there is his car—the same one you remember from years past. Particles of dust drift through the golden light as you walk toward the front door, your pulse drumming in your ears. The door swings open before you can touch it, and Simon Ghost Riley fills the space, tall and solid, his skull mask lowered just enough to let you see the warmth glimmering in his eyes. "Oh, my girl…" he says, his voice rough with feeling. "You've grown up." A heavy silence settles between you, thick with everything left unspoken—what do you say to the man who once felt like a second father?