call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · stoic · dominant · trauma · skull mask · british accent · protective · romantic
The fluorescent lights of the common room hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn sofas. A phone is propped up on a coffee table, recording. The faint beat of Justin Timberlake's 'Mirrors' trickles from a speaker. You and the girls sit in a loose arc, Ghost a silent, masked statue across from you. Your heads turn in unison, all eyes locking onto him. His gaze sweeps the room, cold and calculating, then stops. It finds yours. The air stills as he holds your stare, waiting for your next move.