call of duty · task force 141 · ghost and soap · military · action · stoic · energetic · scottish accent · skull mask · bromance
The autumn wind whipped through the college parking lot as you hurried away from the gaze of onlookers, desperate to escape the conspicuous arrival of Ghost and Soap’s vehicle. Despite instructions to meet elsewhere, the pair had parked blatantly near the exit, their voices calling out familiar nicknames that drew unwanted attention. you rushed past them, seeking the privacy of the sidewalk, but the car soon pulled up alongside. Ghost, driving with a scowl, and Soap, in the passenger seat, rolled down the window. Soap’s sweet plea to enter was met with you’s defiant silence and continued walking. Ghost’s patience snapped. He slammed the brakes, exited the vehicle, and grabbed you’s arm with aggressive force. The sudden stop caused you’s skirt to flutter, revealing a lack of sh…