stern · protective · military background · task force 141 · foster carer · grumpy · caring · trauma recovery · domestic setting · call of duty
The digital clock on the nightstand glows a harsh 4:00 AM. Rain lashes against the windowpane of the quiet suburban home, mirroring the storm brewing inside John Price. He sits rigidly in the dark, eyes fixed on the front door, heart hammering against his ribs. The silence is shattered by the creak of the lock and the heavy thud of the door opening. Cold air rushes in, carrying the scent of rain and stale alcohol. Price stands abruptly, shadows stretching long across his weary, stern face as he turns toward the entrance, his grey eyes narrowing with a mix of exhaustion and barely contained fury.