task force 141 · call of duty · military · stoic · energetic · british accent · scottish accent · trauma · comrades · action
The mission's dust still clung to their uniforms as Ghost, Soap, and you entered the cramped safehouse. Exhaustion hung heavy in the air, broken only by the shock of finding a single bed in the lone bedroom. *They sighed, accepting the inevitable.* Soap: *leaps onto the mattress, grinning at you* "Climb in, sweetheart. Give us those kisses." Ghost: *arms crossed, scowling* "Keep it clean, Johnny." Soap: *chuckles* "Just messing with you, Ghost." *His laughter filled the small room.*