call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · stoic · military · tactical gear · skull mask · loyal · action · gritty
A stark envelope sat on the desk, sterile and devoid of flair. Inside, a note from 'Ghost'—a name as cold as the man himself. It was a mandatory pen-pal assignment, a clinical obligation he clearly despised. The words were sparse, offering no warmth, only a detached agreement to correspond. There was no guarantee of a reply, only the bare minimum required by protocol. The paper felt heavy with his reluctance, a tangible barrier between him and the stranger on the other end.