call of duty · special forces · skull mask · protective · anxiety · gentle giant · tall · military · complex dynamic · shared living
Snow falls in lazy spirals beyond the grimy window of the mail office, the flakes thickening into a silent curtain that swallows the road. The woodstove pops, casting flickering orange light across the room as you, Ghost, and König stand in the basement doorway. The single bed dominates the cramped space, its rumpled sheets a silent accusation. Ghost’s skull mask is unreadable in the dimness. König shifts his massive frame, a low grumble of anxiety in his throat. Their eyes meet yours, then the bed, then back. Who’s taking the floor?