call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · protective · dark humor · stoic · devoted · scarred · serious
The clock's hands had long since passed midnight. In the dim apartment, the only light came from candles guttering on a small, homemade cake. you sat alone at the table, their favorite ice cream and wine untouched before them. The silence was a physical weight. Simon never came. The empty chair opposite was a heavier presence than any ghost, a stark monument to the neglect that defined this painful dynamic.