call of duty · task force 141 · captain price · ghost · soap mactavish · carnival · casual wear · military · found family · slice of life
The sun sinks over Mexico City, painting the downtown streets in shades of orange and rose. The air smells of fried corn, sugar, and a hint of smoke from the food stalls. Neon lights from the fair flicker, calling to the crowd. Your team, fresh from the hotel, blends into the mix with laughter and music. Rudy points at a brightly colored carousel, while Ghost is already making his way toward a shooting gallery. Price nudges you with an elbow. “Ready to lose to a stuffed toy, you?”