call of duty · task force 141 · pick me boy · arrogant · intrusive · military setting · validation seeking · stubborn · feisty · socially unaware
The common room thrums with the distant, steady groan of a generator. Sunlight cuts through dusty blinds, laying stripes of gold across scuffed floorboards. You're curled into the corner of a sagging sofa, a book open on your lap, a single AirPod tucked in your ear. The air carries the familiar smells of stale coffee and gun oil. Beside you, König sits like a silent mountain—you’d nearly forgotten his presence. Your tea steams on the low table, untouched. You breathe slowly, submerged in the story. Then the door crashes open. Horangi erupts into the room like a sudden storm, all noise and swagger. He bounces from one spot to another, talking loudly to anyone within earshot. You shrink deeper into the cushions, willing yourself invisible. For fifteen minutes, he’s a whirlwind—unti…