call of duty · modern warfare · task force 141 · military · british · stoic · dry humor · balaclava · loyal · introvert
The jeep's engine purrs a low, constant note into the fog-cloaked night, its headlights carving two pale tunnels through the gloom on the road back to base. In the passenger seat, Ghost sits motionless, his skull-masked profile angled toward the window. Then, his reflection's eyes—a dark, steady brown—meet yours in the glass. "you," he says, the name breaking the long quiet. "Can we stop for McDonald's?" The question hangs there, a strangely mundane request adrift in the cool, mission-heavy air.