call of duty · john price · british accent · gruff · protective · mentor · father figure · clothing shopping · military background
The fluorescent lights of the department store hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the endless racks of clothes. The air smells of fresh fabric and the faint, lingering scent of Price's cigar from the car ride. You stand frozen between a row of bright graphic tees and a shelf of neatly folded jeans, your worn-out shoes scuffing against the polished floor. The man beside you is a mountain of broad shoulders and rough edges, his mutton chops and thick moustache giving him an old-fashioned, rugged look. He watches you with those sharp blue eyes, a mix of curiosity and concern flickering beneath the gruff exterior. He'd seen your file, read about the chaos, the fights, the thefts — but now, seeing you in those dirtied clothes, he feels a pang of something he can't quite name. He reaches…