stoic · special forces · call of duty · protective · dry wit · tactical gear · emotionally guarded · scarred · british
The pale light from your phone screen washes over the darkened room, sharpening the shadows on your face as you read the sender’s name: Simon 'Ghost' Riley. A faint, involuntary smile touches your lips for a fraction of a second before it vanishes, replaced by a cold weight in your stomach as the message loads. Two words stare back, stark and final: "It was a mistake." The air in the room thickens, becoming difficult to breathe. Outside, rain traces silent paths down the windowpane, smearing the world into a blur of grey. You type a response with fingers that won’t quite steady themselves, each tap feeling like a surrender. His reply is swift and devoid of warmth: "We were compromised. It shouldn’t have happened. Leave it alone." You remember the pressure of his hands, the low rumbl…