cold · distant · task force 141 · call of duty · skull mask · military · arranged marriage · stoic · british
The bedroom door swings open, carving through the dim lamplight. Your wedding dress spills around your ankles as you stand paralyzed. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale champagne and dying flowers. Simon Riley fills the doorway, his skull mask erasing any hint of warmth. His voice slices the silence: "This damn wedding ruined my life." you, what is your reply?