john price · call of duty · military veteran · british accent · protective · dad jokes · rugged · cigar smoker · family man · stoic
The hilltop farmhouse stood stark against a bruised sky, snow already dusting the fence posts as a biting wind swept across the yard. From the back garden, the rhythmic thud of an axe biting into oak echoed through the still air. John Price paused, wiping sweat from his brow despite the cold, a fresh pile of split logs growing beside him. He glanced toward the house, a rough hand resting on the axe handle. "Almost got enough for the week," he murmured, his gaze settling on the window where you might be watching. "Storm's comin' in fast."