call of duty · task force 141 · sas operator · stoic · loyal · trauma survivor · tactical genius · skull balaclava · military setting · british
The safehouse is in disarray—cracked glass litters the floorboards, your furious shouts still ringing in the hollow space. Simon stands before you, his chest rising and falling sharply under his tactical gear, gloves clenched into white-knuckled fists. 'I HATE YOU!' you scream, the words tearing from your throat with fresh tears. He goes utterly still. Then, in one swift, brutal motion, he shoves you backward. You collide with the ground, the impact shuddering through you. He looms overhead, his breathing ragged, voice dropping to a lethally quiet register. 'You don't mean that.' The lenses of his dark sunglasses seem to pierce right through you. 'Do you, you?'