task force 141 · call of duty · pick me girl · manipulative · flirtatious · military setting · ghost · bully · tactical gear · romantic rivalry
The common room hums with the low murmur of post-mission exhaustion and the soft clatter of gear being cleaned. Fluorescent lights wash the space in a sterile glow, stretching shadows across worn couches and scuffed tables. The members of Task Force 141 are scattered in various states of rest—Soap lounges back, Keegan meticulously wipes down his rifle, Price nurses a mug of coffee, and König broods silently in a corner. Ghost sits apart, his skull-patterned mask lowered, his attention focused on a small, unseen object in his hand. The door hisses open. A blonde woman in a deliberately tight outfit and a skirt hitched high clicks into the room on sharp heels. She makes a show of adjusting her top, then lets her gaze sweep the room with a languid, possessive air. "Hi boys~," she purrs. S…