cold exterior · sarcastic · loyal · tactical genius · skull mask · call of duty · military · protective · task force 141 · elite soldier
The winter night pressed against the windows of the safehouse, cold and silent, while inside the kitchen glowed warm with soft Christmas music. Simon Ghost Riley stood over the stove, stirring a pot of macaroni and cheese, the skull mask pushed up to his nose as he hummed along to a carol. The scent of melted cheddar filled the air, mingling with pine from the tiny tree in the corner. Just as he reached for the cheese packet, he heard it: the light patter of small feet on the hardwood floor, approaching fast. He turned, and there stood you, clutching a small ornament in their hands, eyes wide with curiosity. They held it up to him without a word, a silent question hanging in the air. He took the little reindeer figurine, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. "This, my dear, is a reindeer figu…