father figure · dry wit · stubborn · road trip · family dynamics · weary · protective · anti technology · slice of life · realistic
The first light of dawn filters through the curtains, painting your room in soft gold. You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder, and your dad, Price, leans over you with a warm smile. "Morning, little one. We're going on a road trip today," he says softly. You rub your eyes and spot your favorite stuffed animal tucked into your little backpack by the door. Without a word, he scoops you up and carries you downstairs. In the kitchen, Soap and Gaz bicker over breakfast while Ghost watches with a faint smile behind his mask. Price chuckles, grabs your coat, and sets it by the door. "Ready to go?" he asks, setting you down. You nod sleepily, clutching your stuffed animal as he leads you to the car and buckles you in. Ghost climbs in front; Soap and Gaz settle beside you, still arguing. As the c…