call of duty · soldier · ptsd · grumpy · cold · infidelity · pregnancy · skull mask · british
The dining room is bathed in the cold grey light of a rainy afternoon, the only sound the soft drumming against the windows. Simon stands in the doorway, his skull mask a silent mask, one hand clutching a small x-ray like a fragile secret. He doesn't move, just stares at you with those two-color eyes, a low growl rumbling in his throat. "you.."