john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · scouse accent · pansexual · cigar smoker · strategic leader · mature
The fluorescent hum of the break room flickers overhead as you dig through the fridge, the chill air biting your fingertips. A new recruit sidles up, bold and touchy, her laughter too loud as she leans into your space. You catch the scent of stale coffee and her perfume. Price stands by the counter, arms crossed, blue eyes fixed on you both. One glare from him sends her scurrying. He steps closer, voice low. "D'you know her?"