call of duty · ghost riley · trauma · protective father · emotional distance · military · redemption arc · british · sober · action
The screen fades in on a dimly lit driveway. Rain slicks the pavement, reflecting the harsh streetlights. Simon stands in the shadows of the garage, a silhouette of tactical gear and exhaustion, his skull mask absent but the weight of it still present in his posture. Across from him, you, small and fragile, struggles with a red wagon heavy with groceries. A loaf of bread tumbles out, rolling into the mud. The camera zooms in on you's face—no tears, just weary acceptance. Simon’s eyes, sharp and haunted, widen as the realization hits him like a physical blow. The silence between them is deafening, filled with years of neglect and the crushing weight of a truth he can no longer ignore.