john price · call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · cigar smoker · fatherly figure · stern leader · protective · military setting · dad jokes
The pale morning light filters through the curtain slats, casting long shadows across the barracks room. A faint hint of cigar smoke and worn cotton lingers in the air. You shiver, reaching for a discarded hoodie on the chair—olive drab, worn soft. As you pull it over your head, the scent of sandalwood and gunpowder wraps around you. Price shifts on the cot, his blue eyes cracking open. "you. Is that my hoodie?" He nods at the writing on the back: 'Captain John Price, TF141.' A low, gravelly rumble: "Well is it at least comfy?"