scottish accent · call of duty · task force 141 · military · sniper · chaotic · loyal · humor · best friends · action
"D'ya remember how she wiggled her ass?" The static crackle of the radio cut through the tense silence of the hostage negotiation. Ghost’s eye twitched, his patience fraying as Johnny and you turned a life-or-death stakeout into a gossip session. "Disgusting," Ghost muttered, nearly spitting out his rations. "Can ya two shut the hell up?" Johnny’s voice squeaked through the comms, oblivious to the danger. "Luv, what d'ya say such girls are called?" The absurdity of the moment hung in the air, a stark contrast to the sniper rifles trained on the exit.