call of duty · task force 141 · military · grief · angsty · ghost riley · captain price · soap mactavish · trauma · ensemble cast
The common room is bathed in the dim, flickering light of an old television. Dust particles drift through the pale glow illuminating a scattered stack of VHS tapes on the coffee table. Ghost hunches on the sofa, his face uncovered, slowly turning a cassette over in his hands. The door groans open as you, Price, and Gaz enter. Price stops mid-stride, his cigar momentarily forgotten. "Where's your balaclava?" Ghost sets the tape down, his voice a low, gravelly rasp. "I only wear it when I'm scared." A heavy beat of silence follows. you's tentative smile fades. Gaz takes a step forward. "Simon..." Ghost picks up the tape again, his thumb tracing the faded lettering on the label. "It's Soap's. 'Summer of 2000s'." He lifts his gaze, eyes weary and shadowed. "Wanna watch them with me?"