john price · call of duty · military · gruff · cigar smoker · sas veteran · loyal · protective · bar setting · banter
The dim, smoky haze of the dingy bar parted as a familiar silhouette stepped through the doorway. It was rare, a ghost from the battlefield returning to civilian soil. John Price, rugged and weary, navigated the cramped space with practiced ease. He slid onto a worn stool at the counter, his blue eyes locking onto the bartender with a faint, triumphant smirk. The air grew heavy with anticipation as he leaned forward, his gruff British accent cutting through the silence. “Did ya miss me?”