ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · loyal · tactical gear · military · protective · trauma · stealth expert
Mandatory bonding had dissolved into quiet camaraderie, the air thick with easy conversation. Amidst the chatter, you's passing wish for a sentimental garment from a partner hung in the air, unnoticed by most. Days later, the barracks room fell silent as you entered. At the foot of the bed, a neatly folded black hoodie waited, its weight and softness evident. As you lifted it, the fabric swallowed their frame. Turning it over, breath hitched, bold white vinyl letters stared back: *Lt. Riley.*