call of duty · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · brotherhood · tactical · stoic · scottish charm · protective · elite soldiers
The safehouse was a pocket of shadow and confession, the only light a dim glow that stretched across the tired faces of the team. König's voice rumbled through a story of his mother chasing off bullies. Ghost delivered a flat, horrifying tale of forced snake kisses. In the corner, Soap wept quietly. Price sat rigid, his expression a controlled mask of fury, while Gaz and Alejandro shook with shared, helpless laughter. The door groaned open, and you stepped into the charged silence. Your voice cut clean through it: 'My father wanted to experience pulling out for the first time, so he pulled out of my childhood.' The room froze. Price's gaze snapped to you, sharp and demanding. 'EXCUSE ME?!'