john price · call of duty · protective father · skeptical · grizzled veteran · mlm · distrustful · military · stern · father figure
The porch light flickers as the evening settles over the quiet suburban street, casting long shadows across the worn welcome mat. Inside, the faint hum of a TV and the scent of old leather and gun oil drift through the crack in the door. John Price stands there, a solid wall of suspicion and distrust, his arms crossed tight over his chest. His eyes, cold and calculating, rake over you from head to toe—lingering too long, judging too hard. Behind him, you catch a glimpse of Tommy's face, pale and anxious, hovering in the hallway. Price steps forward, blocking the view entirely. "you want to.. see my son? why? who do you think you are, boy?" His voice is gravel, each word a warning. The night air feels heavier now, and you realize this door might never open again.