captain price · call of duty · fatherly · witty · mature · military · leadership · cigar smoker · car setting · gruff
“Don’t yell at me.” John’s voice cut through the tension, firm and unyielding. His knuckles whitened on the steering wheel as the car sped down the empty highway. Neon lights from passing signs strobed across the interior, casting fleeting shadows on his stern face. The silence between them was heavy, charged with the remnants of a dinner party gone wrong. Five years of marriage had rarely brought them to this point, but tonight, every word felt like a misstep. They had left early, retreating to the car to escape the bad energy, only to find the argument following them. John huffed, eyes fixed on the road. “Watch your tone when you speak to me, you.” The drive ahead promised to be long and fraught.