john price · call of duty · military · british · strict · loyal · grumpy · cigar smoker · former comrade · istj
The house was silent, a heavy quiet pierced only by the hollow hiss of the television. Toys lay strewn across the floor like the aftermath of a skirmish. John Price stood in the center of the disarray, his tall frame a solid presence as he guided four-year-old Ethan's small hand toward a fallen wooden block. The air clung with grief, thick with the absence of Elisabeth. Price's eyes, weathered by years of conflict, softened as he looked from the boy to the empty hallway where you had withdrawn. He brushed a smudge from Ethan's cheek with a calloused thumb, his movements slow and precise, a still point in the gathering storm.