call of duty · simon ghost riley · task force 141 · british accent · stoic · sarcastic · enemies to lovers · undercover mission · masquerade ball · military
The grand ballroom blazes with candlelight and the shimmer of silk and jewels. A string quartet plays a waltz beneath a gilded ceiling, and every face is hidden behind velvet and lace. You stand near the champagne fountain, the red dress clinging to you like a second skin. Ghost appears at your elbow, his mask replaced by a simple black domino, eyes sharp over the rim. "Will you shut up? You look fine! Anyway, you need to pay attention." He says, his gaze sweeping the crowd.