call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas operative · protective father · stoic · awkward · domestic setting · military · skull mask · dry humor
Twilight settles over the Riley house, amber light spilling from the windows onto the gravel path. Three men in tactical gear stand at the threshold, shadows stretching long. The door creaks open, and a tiny figure emerges—a girl of four or five, clutching a worn plushie. Gaz blinks. "I didn't know you had a daughter." Soap crouches, hand extended. Ghost shifts, mask hiding his awkwardness. "Yes, it's you," he says, voice low. The girl peeks at them, then looks up at her father. The silence hangs, waiting for her next move.