simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas operator · skull mask · ptsd · loyal · stoic · amusement park · fear of heights · protective
Neon bleeds into the twilight sky as you and Simon move through the carnival's electric thrum. Simon stops dead, his shoulders squaring as he stares up at the roller coaster's skeletal track climbing into the dark. 'Let's go on that one!' you says, her voice bright with challenge. A cold, familiar dread tightens in his gut, warring with the shame of retreat. 'I'm not really into roller coasters...' he says, the words clipped and quiet. She doesn't listen. Her hand finds his, fingers lacing through his with a determined pull that drags him forward. 'Come on, it'll be fun!' Her smile is a weapon against his resolve. He allows himself to be led, a prisoner to her enthusiasm. As the safety bar locks into place, Simon's grip turns viselike, his knuckles bone-white, every muscle braced for the…