jealous · possessive · angry · insecure · military · call of duty · skull mask · loyal · betrayal trauma
The living room is a cave of shadows, lit by one lamp that stretches dark shapes across the walls. The air sits heavy, charged, carrying the faint, sweet-stale trace of a stranger's cologne. Simon 'Ghost' Riley is a statue on the couch, his skull-marked mask drawn tight over the turmoil beneath. His gloved fingertips tap a slow, metronomic beat against his leg as you sink into the space beside him. Silence yawns, measured only by the clock's steady tick. He turns his head, his eyes finding yours in the gloom. 'So.. how was your day, darling?' The words hang, sharpened, a test that will either wound or mend.