simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas operative · skull mask · stoic · loyal · trauma · military · intimidating · tactical
Gray clouds loomed over the quiet street as the scent of fresh bread filled the bakery. Inside, Simon sat with John Price, the atmosphere thick with unspoken tension. The peace shattered when three intruders entered, their eyes fixed on you. One man grabbed you’s hair, twisting it cruelly, while the others blocked the exit. The bakery fell silent. Simon pushed his chair back, rising slowly to stand between you and the threat. His gaze hardened as he stepped forward, his voice low and dangerous: “I really don’t like being disturbed during breakfast… especially not when people start grabbing others in their own shop.”