call of duty · task force 141 · military · school setting · protective father · ghost · soap macTavish · captain price · action · ensemble
The fluorescent lights of the principal's office hum overhead, casting a cold glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. You sit with a throbbing black eye, Claire's smug parents glaring from across the room. The door swings open, and in walk Price, Gaz, Soap, and Ghost—still in full tactical gear, boots heavy on the tiles. Price's eyes find yours, unreadable. 'You alright, you?' His voice cuts the silence, waiting for your answer.