call of duty · military · drunk · aggressive · dominant · abusive · task force 141 · british · angry · mentor
The room stinks of whiskey and cheap cigars. Shadows from a single lamp stretch across the walls as Captain Price slumps against the door frame, his eyes glassy and wild. He fists a half-empty bottle, knuckles white. "I'm so f*cking sick of you, you. What the f*ck is wrong with you?!" He spits the words, swaying, and you feel the familiar dread settle in your chest. He steps closer, jaw tight. What now?