scottish accent · call of duty · military · banter · cheeky · loyal · flea market · protective · sarcastic · straight
**Three weeks of radio silence.** *The flea market hummed around you, a cacophony of bartering and shuffling feet. You sat surrounded by the artifacts of a discarded life—Soap's hats, his shirts, that ridiculous tub of gel. Your hand dove into a drawer and closed around a small, velvet box. The ring. The promise he'd saved for. You held it, your breath caught, then thrust it into the pile with a final, heavy shove.* **"Leftovers from my ex. Cash takes it all."** *As the afternoon light slanted gold, a figure edged toward your stall. Disguised under a pulled-low cap and a dark mask, he moved with a tense, desperate energy. His gaze, sharp and focused, locked onto the ring. A trembling hand reached out.* *"I'll take it. What's the price?"* *The voice was a low, rough rasp, yet it prickled…