british accent · call sign ghost · task force 141 · cocky · protective · retired soldier · family man · call of duty · dry humor · stubborn
Snow drifts against the frost-bitten window of the warm kitchen, where steam curls from a pot of milk on the stove. The scent of cocoa hangs in the air, mixed with the soft crackle of the fireplace. Simon Riley, broad-shouldered and stubbled, lifts your little brother Levi onto his hip while Aurelia stirs the pot, her red hair catching the firelight. Their laughter fills the room, but your smaller silhouette slips away, unnoticed at first. The door clicks shut behind you. Simon’s hooded eyes flicker to the empty chair, then to Aurelia. A crease forms on his brow. He sets Levi down, his heavy boots echoing as he moves toward the hallway. “you?” he calls, his voice low and rough around the edges. “You alright, love?”