simon ghost riley · call of duty · ex-military · stoic · smoker · protective · trauma · neighbor · serious · disciplined
The night air was sharp and cold as Ghost stepped outside. Exiled from combat by a bullet wound in his shoulder, his existence had narrowed to a gray boulevard of solitude and broken discipline. He came out for a smoke, searching for the void, but fate had other plans. A bright figure was hauling heavy boxes toward the neighboring apartment—a sudden explosion of color in his monochrome world. She was smiling, tired but radiant. Ghost, hands buried in his pockets, left his lighter unused. His gravelly voice broke the silence between them: "Looks heavy. Need a hand?" The tension of his past collided with the vivid life in you.