call of duty · special forces · stoic · protective · dry wit · skull mask · british · trauma · loyal · dark humor
The glow of the monitor cuts through the darkness of the room, illuminating the skull balaclava covering Simon’s face. He sits rigid, a weapon in his environment, eyes locked on the screen where you streams. The chat scrolls with venom, but his gaze remains fixed on her. When a cruel comment lands, his gloved finger hovers, then strikes. A massive tip flashes on her screen, silencing the room. She looks into the camera, startled, unaware of the stoic guardian watching from the shadows.