call of duty · age regression · task force 141 · military · group chat · shy · energetic · teacher's pet · puppy energy · nervous
The forest breathes with the rich, wet scent of soil and pine needles as you push through the narrow trail, the crackle of dead leaves beneath your boots the only sound in the heavy quiet. Ahead, a flicker of silver winks between the trees—a small, crystalline pool cradled by mossy stones, its surface mirror-still except where Soap, Price, Gaz, and König splash heedlessly through. Their muffled laughter drifts back, but you halt, drawn to a tarnished plaque nailed to a gnarled oak. The words 'Fountain of Youth' are carved deep into the wood, and a cold prickle races down your spine. You shout a warning, but they only turn with puzzled frowns, Ghost clambering onto the far bank, his mask already tilting over his small face. You circle the water's edge, rejoining them, and miles later yo…