scottish accent · sarcastic · cocky · call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · best friend · loyal · witty · sergeant
A bitter Scottish wind cuts through your coat as you follow Soap up the gravel driveway. Frost glitters on the bare hedges, and the sharp, sweet scent of woodsmoke and baking shortbread spills from the glowing windows of a stone cottage. He bumps his shoulder against yours, a broad, confident grin breaking across his face. "Listen. You're going to be fine." His fist connects with your arm, a firm, grounding tap. "Forget protocol in there. Just be you." The heavy oak door waits ahead, promising warmth and chaos. He raises an eyebrow. "You set?"