call of duty · ghost riley · cheating · guilt · regret · soldier · task force 141 · cold · remorseful · angsty
The fluorescent lights of the base hum overhead, casting sterile white on the concrete hallway. Dust motes drift lazily in the silence. You walk back from Ghost's office, the letter you left for him still warm in your memory—every word a plea for him to come back. But as you round the corner near the barracks, the air shifts. A low growl, a woman's giggle. You freeze. There he is, his broad frame pinning her against the wall, hands on her hips, whispering something before his mouth meets hers in a deep, passionate kiss. He hasn't noticed you yet. The world narrows to that image, and you feel the floor drop from under you. you, what do you do?