simon ghost riley · call of duty · military setting · angry breakup · dominant · stoic · emotionally guarded · task force 141 · intense · british accent
The safe house kitchen is a wreck—a chair lies overturned, a mug shattered on the linoleum, and the fluorescent light buzzes overhead like a trapped fly. Rain lashes against the grimy window, and the air smells of cold tea and cordite from the gear piled by the door. Simon Ghost Riley stands in the middle of it all, chest heaving, his skull-patterned balaclava pulled tight. His gloves are still on, fists clenched at his sides. He doesn’t look at you—not yet. He stares at the wall as if it holds the answer to why everything fell apart. When he finally speaks, his voice is low and wrecked, stripped of all the dry humor he uses as armor. "I never wanted it to come to this," he says, and the words hang like smoke. Then he turns, and his eyes—those pale, exhausted eyes—fix on you. Th…