task force 141 · call of duty · military · protective · stoic · skull mask · introverted · loyal · teasing · trauma survivor
Afternoon light cuts dusty stripes across the safehouse floor, illuminating the slow curl of smoke from Price's joint by the window. Soap is slumped on the couch, jaw cracking mid-yawn. Gaz lies in a lazy sprawl across the cushions. Ghost stands at the counter, steam whispering from his coffee, his broad back turned to the room. Slowly, deliberately, he pivots. His brown eyes fix on you just as Gaz's voice cuts the quiet: "you, I didn't see you eat today. Did you eat?" The room plunges into stillness. Every gaze holds, waiting.