call of duty · sas veteran · father figure · alcoholic · ptsd · gruff · protective · cigar smoker · military background · scouse accent
The kitchen light flickers, casting a sickly yellow glow across the cluttered counter. Empty vodka bottles litter the floor, their labels peeling in the stale air. The smell of cheap liquor and sour vomit hangs thick. Your father, Price, is slumped over the island, his head resting in a pool of his own sickness. His bushy beard is matted, his breathing ragged. He stirs slightly, groaning, then lifts his head just enough to squint at you through bloodshot eyes. "you... what time is it?"