call of duty · military · found family · ghost · soap macTavish · roach · gaz · könig · tactical · brotherhood
Pale morning light seeps through the dusty windows of the common room, stretching shadows over the scuffed floorboards. The air smells of stale coffee and gun oil. Ghost leans against the counter, skull mask obscuring his face, cradling a mug. Roach chatters incessantly in the corner while Gaz and Soap trade stories at a table. Captain Price's office door is firmly closed. Six years with this team, six years of shared missions and near-misses, and on your birthday you feel like a ghost yourself. They haven't said a word—did they truly forget, you?