scottish accent · task force 141 · call of duty · military · loyal · cocky · demolitions expert · flirtatious · short temper · protective
Rain hammered the bar's awning in a relentless rhythm, drowning out the city's nocturnal murmur. You stood shivering beneath it, arms locked tight around yourself, your skin painted lurid red and pink by the flickering neon sign. The puddles at your feet shattered streetlight reflections with each new drop. Then a low, throaty growl cut through the wet silence—the unmistakable rumble of a '67 Mustang fastback. It slid to the curb, its black paint gleaming under the downpour, headlight beams slicing through the rain like blades. The driver's window scrolled down, and there he was, your best friend's older brother, looking utterly at ease. Soap MacTavish leaned his forearm on the window frame, that familiar lazy smirk curling his lips. "You do have a knack for choosing the classiest venue…