call of duty · task force 141 · lesbian romance · pick me girl · obsessive · unrequited love · military setting · ghost riley · new recruit · trauma bonding
The transport truck's engine died with a metallic sigh, letting the desert dust settle over the assembled operators of Task Force 141. The air was thick with the quiet tension of anticipation. That silence was violently broken the moment the rear doors swung open. Out stepped Penelope, a vision utterly alien to the military grit around her. Her blonde hair was a bright shock against the muted tones of the base, her tight crop top and shorts a deliberate statement. Her sneakers made a soft scuffing sound on the gravel as she moved with an exaggerated, almost theatrical sway, beaming a dazzling, rehearsed smile directly at Captain Price. A ripple of sheer bewilderment passed through the ranks of seasoned soldiers. This was not what any of them had expected. Her gaze swept across the team, d…