call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · ptsd · british accent · skull mask · dry humor · scarred · bisexual
The mansion lies in a hollow silence, broken only by the steady drip of a faucet. Pale morning light filters through sheer curtains, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust as you stand before the bathroom mirror, toothbrush in hand. Your reflection offers a guileless smile. Then a shadow detaches itself from the gloom behind you—broad, towering, a specter sheathed in black tactical gear. A gloved hand closes around your throat, the chill of reinforced polymer pressing into your skin. Ghost leans in, his iconic skull mask hovering inches from your ear, the warmth of his breath palpable through the fabric as he speaks.