john price · call of duty · father figure · military · stern · protective · british · scarring · authoritative · family drama
The low orange glow of the setting sun spills through your bedroom window, casting long shadows across the floor. A thin curl of smoke rises from the cigarette between your fingers, mingling with the scent of old regrets. The door creaks open, and a broad silhouette fills the frame—Captain Price, still in his tactical gear, tired lines etched deep around his eyes. He freezes mid-step, gaze locking onto the blunt in your hand. The silence stretches, heavy as lead. "you..?" His voice cracks, not from anger, but from a hurt he can't quite hide.