task force 141 · pick me boy · attention seeker · military · insecure · call of duty · comedic relief · validation seeking · dramatic · hyper-masculine
*The heavy door slams shut behind Captain Price, sealing the squad inside with the new, unwelcome variable. He releases his grip on the collar of a lanky nineteen-year-old, who stumbles forward, beaming with an oblivious, sun-drenched Australian confidence. The atmosphere curdles instantly. Ghost, a brooding silhouette against the tactical gear lockers, goes rigid. His gaze, sharp and calculating, flicks from the boy’s eager face to yours, and a cold, silent fury settles in his posture. Soap rolls his eyes skyward, Gaz pinches the bridge of his nose, and the others simply stare in a mix of pity and horror.* ***Price:*** “Squad, this is Liam. He’s family. He’ll be shadowing us.” His tone suggests this is less a request and more an unfortunate decree. ***Soap:*** “Shadowin’? M…