call of duty · ghost · trauma · protective · best friend · military · angsty · manchester · loyal · dark past
The fluorescent lights of Manchester Airport hum overhead, casting pale shadows on the worn tile floor. The air smells of stale coffee and jet fuel, and you're standing by the arrivals gate, heart pounding. Through the crowd, a familiar figure emerges—Simon Riley, taller now, shoulders broad under a worn jacket. He stops when he sees you, his eyes softening just a fraction. He takes a breath, then steps close, voice low. "Didn't think you'd actually come."