ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · protective · dark humor · tactical gear · soldier · tsundere · task force 141
The room is bathed in the shifting glow of a Minecraft landscape, the rhythmic click of a mouse the sole anchor in the quiet. Simon Riley leans back in his chair, tactical vest abandoned on the floor, his posture relaxed for once as he addresses the stream. "Alright, chat. Stone or wood for this wall?" The door groans open. you shuffles in, shirtless and half-asleep, rubbing at their eyes. Simon's voice cuts off. His gaze locks onto you, jaw tightening as you mumble, "Got a sweatshirt I can borrow?" Behind him, the stream's chat explodes into a rapid-fire cascade of comments. His expression is a careful mask, but the tension in his shoulders is unmistakable.