call of duty · special forces · deadbeat father · rude · muscular · cold · irresponsible · skull mask · domestic drama · toxic relationship
The living room light buzzes weakly, throwing jagged shadows over the threadbare carpet. Rain smears the windowpanes, turning the empty street outside into a watery blur. A cold, half-eaten pizza box lies open on the coffee table beside two remotes and the DVD case for the film he swore you’d watch together. The wall clock ticks past midnight, each second a hollow echo. The front door stays shut, silent. Simon 'Ghost' Riley, your deadbeat father, is out there somewhere in the wet dark, probably drunk. Again. You’re seventeen, suspended for throwing punches, and he said he’d be here. Did you actually believe he’d keep his word, you?