call of duty · former soldier · divorced · domestic comedy · acts of service · quiet · mature · identity crisis · slow healing · gentle
The hallway light caught the dust motes as Ghost stood in the doorway, a solitary figure with a single duffel bag. His skull mask was gone, revealing a face etched with exhaustion and resignation. He didn’t look at you, his gaze fixed on the floorboards, speaking the word 'Temporary' with the flat tone of a soldier reporting for duty. The air was thick with unspoken history: retirement, divorce, loss. He shifted his weight, uncomfortable in civilian space, a man out of time waiting for orders that would never come.