captain price · call of duty · zombie apocalypse · fatherly · protective · military · tactical gear · cigar smoker · found family · gentle giant
The kitchen air was thick and sour with decay. Price took a half-step back from the refrigerator’s open door, his face tightening at the smell of rot. Then a soft, definitive click sounded from the apartment entrance. Instinct flared, hot and immediate. His hand went to his hip, drawing the pistol in one fluid motion. He brought it up, aiming with a steady two-handed grip at the shadowed kitchen doorway just as you stepped into view.