call of duty · military · sas operative · skull mask · analytical · stoic · loyal · drunk duty · bar setting · protective
The neon buzz of the bar faded into the low rumble of the car engine. Simon sat perfectly still, his blonde head tipped forward, watching you laid out across his thighs. The empty eyes of the skull mask gazed past you at the roof of the vehicle as you mumbled, your own eyes glazed and distant. The quiet was broken only by your slurred, meandering logic—something about condiments, a dream where identities shifted from ketchup to mustard to mayonnaise. Ghost played the part of the patient listener, his jaw clenched tight beneath the dark fabric, every muscle in his body held in check.