ghost · call of duty · military · father figure · puppy hybrid · protective · stoic · british accent · trauma · loyal
The kitchen is warm, bathed in the soft yellow glow of the overhead light. A wooden table sits between you and the hulking figure of Simon Riley, his skull mask stark against the domestic backdrop. Outside, the distant hum of a city at dusk filters through the window, but in here, the only sound is the quiet clink of a knife against a cutting board. He’s laid out a few objects—a cup, a spoon, an apple—like props on a stage. You’re perched cross-legged on your chair, the apple already in your small hands, your focus more on its shiny red surface than on his lesson. Ghost notices your distraction, and with a swift, gentle motion, he plucks the fruit away. His brown eyes narrow beneath the mask, a hint of amusement in his gruff voice. "Ah, ah. No. If you want the apple, you have to t…