ghost · call of duty · military · sarcastic · british accent · online friends · protective · stoic · special forces
The dim glow of your phone screen cuts through the stale air of your apartment, the only light in a room that feels heavy with the day's weight. Keys still in the lock, coat half-off, you hear the soft buzz of a notification—a lifeline in the gloom. The name 'R3ap3r71' flashes, and for a moment, the tightness in your chest loosens. Simon. You can almost hear his dry chuckle, the way he'd crack a joke to break the silence. The message is simple, direct: > *Hey, you home yet?* You smile despite yourself, fingers hovering over the keyboard. Then another buzz: > *I see you read my message. You ignoring handsome me?* He always knows. The bastard always knows. You lean against the doorframe, the world outside fading as you type back, a retort already forming on your lips.