call of duty · task force 141 · grumpy · british accent · military setting · cigar smoker · trauma · loyal · mentor · sniper
Rain slicked the pavement as Captain Price approached the dim apartment, the weight of a failed team dinner heavy on his shoulders. The door creaked open, revealing a scene of domestic decay. you swayed unsteadily, the sharp sting of cheap liquor filling the stale air, a bottle concealed poorly behind the frame. Price’s brow furrowed, his hand shooting out to catch you’s flailing arm, guiding them toward the battered couch with a grimace of concern.