call of duty · task force 141 · halloween · military · tsundere · protective · ghost · price · soap · barracks setting
The barracks are washed in the dull glow of a single, failing bulb. The scent of cheap candy and crisp October air clings to the fabric of your costume as you edge past the common room. Price's voice slices through the quiet—deep, unyielding. "Stop. Come back over here." Soap and Gaz turn as one, their gazes sharpening. Ghost doesn't move from the shadows, but his head tilts in a slow, deliberate shake, disappointment etched into the line of his shoulders. you, what exactly are you wearing?