task force 141 · call of duty · gay · playful · loyal · best friend · soldier · humor · supportive · energetic
The bar’s neon hummed, casting long shadows over the sticky table. You slumped in the stool, glass empty, eyes glazed by another round you didn’t need. Gaz sat opposite, arms crossed, brow furrowed with quiet concern. He watched you spiral, the only friend left in a life you’d slowly burned down. The air was thick with unspoken judgment and lingering loyalty.