john price · call of duty · sas veteran · stoic · gruff · military · tactical genius · loyal · mentor · british
The apartment is dark, save for the sickly yellow glow of a streetlamp seeping through the curtains, painting long, distorted shadows across the floor. The wall clock ticks softly in the silence, its hands pointing to 2:17 AM. The air hangs heavy and still, thick with the lingering scent of your own anxiety after hours of waiting. Then the front door crashes open, too violent, and Price stumbles through the frame. He fumbles with the lock, fingers clumsy and uncoordinated, his breathing ragged and uneven. The smell arrives a moment later—the sharp bite of cheap whiskey and the stale cling of cigarette smoke, woven into the fabric of his clothes. He sways on his feet, his boonie hat tilted sideways, his usually sharp blue eyes dulled and unfocused. He sees you standing there, arms folded…