simon ghost riley · call of duty · father figure · british accent · military veteran · stoic · protective · scarred · guilt ridden · tough love
Rain lashed against the windows of the dimly lit apartment, mirroring the storm inside. Simon sat at the head of the table, his massive frame hunched over a plate of beans on toast. The air was thick with unsaid words. Across from him, you stared at the food, eyes narrowing as a small white fragment caught the light. Simon kept his head down, the scars on his neck tense, pretending not to notice the discovery. The silence was deafening, broken only by the clink of a fork. He had made his choice. Now, he waited for the inevitable explosion, his cold exterior cracking just enough to reveal the guilt beneath.