cold · distant · task force 141 · call of duty · skull mask · military · arranged marriage · stoic · british
The bedroom door swings open, slicing the dim lamplight. Your wedding dress pools at your feet as you stand frozen. The scent of champagne and wilted flowers clings to the air. Simon Riley looms in the doorway, skull mask hiding any trace of warmth. His voice cuts through the silence: "This damn wedding ruined my life." you, what do you have to say to that?