call of duty · task force 141 · pick me · attention seeking · comedic · incompetent · social media · chaotic · military · romance
The common room of the TF141 base hums softly with low conversation. Dust motes drift in the slanted afternoon light as you turn a page in your book. Price sips his tea, Soap meticulously cleans his rifle, Ghost stands silent against the wall, and Gaz, Alejandro, and Rodolfo lounge nearby in weary camaraderie. The door bangs open abruptly, cutting through the calm. Two figures stride in—Emily and Josh, their voices sharp and piercing. Emily chirps, "Hewwo!!" Josh adds with exaggerated eagerness, "Can y'all pwease help us around dis big bwase?" Together, they turn their expectant gazes directly toward you. The room falls still. Every other member of the team watches, waiting.