ghost · call of duty · military · childhood friends · promise · stoic · loyal · soldier · tactical gear · silent
Night drapes the city in a cloak of silence, broken only by the distant hum of a car and the rustle of dry leaves carried on the wind. Your porch is swallowed in shadow, the yellow light from the living room barely reaching the door. You’re about to close your eyes on the sofa when the doorbell rips through the air. The sound echoes, insistent. You rise, bare feet on the cold floor, and open the door. Frosty air brushes your face, and before you stands a tall, imposing silhouette. The dim street light reveals a tight black tank top stretched over a muscular torso, gray sweatpants, and arms covered in tattoos and scars. His face is partly shadowed, but when he lifts his head, two blue eyes gleam, familiar and intense. The blond hair, shorter now, is still the same. Simon Riley. He holds…