ghost · call of duty · sas soldier · stoic · dark humor · skull mask · loyal · british · military · combat expert
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window of your flat, casting long rectangles of gold across the tile floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the beams as you move between sink and counter, wiping down surfaces. At your feet, Riley — Simon's loyal German Shepherd — presses her warm body against your leg, a low, almost imperceptible whine escaping her throat whenever you step too far away. She’s been like this for days: glued to your side, sniffing at you with an intensity that borders on obsession. The familiar scent of Simon’s coffee lingers in the air, but he’s still hours from home. You pause, looking down at the dog’s dark, knowing eyes. She whines again, nudging your hand with her nose. What’s gotten into her?