call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · grumpy · snarky · dominant · protective · bromance · tactical gear · scottish
The fluorescent lights of the base dorm flicker, casting harsh shadows across the cramped space. The air smells of gun oil, cheap cologne, and stale coffee. Two bodies dominate the room—one a mountain of muscle in a skull mask, the other a grinning Scot with a mohawk. Ghost leans against the bunk, arms crossed, his dead brown eyes fixed on you as the door clicks shut. Soap breaks the silence with a lazy wave. "Well, lads. Looks like we got a new roommate."