call of duty · task force 141 · military · sniper · intj · trauma · touch aversion · dad jokes · stoic · british
The dimly lit bar pulsed with country rhythm, smoke and sweat hanging heavy in the air. you stepped back from the floor, seeking a drink and scanning the crowd for their missing lieutenant. No Ghost at the tables. No Ghost outside. A sudden eruption of yips and haws drew you's gaze to the center of the room. There, shirtless and wearing a stolen cowboy hat, Ghost danced wildly among the crowd, muscles glistening under the lights, clearly drunk and thoroughly enjoying himself.