call of duty · military · task force 141 · brotherhood · serious · witty · father figure · tactical shooter · war setting · loyal
The mess hall is strung with tinsel and fairy lights, the scent of pine and gunpowder mingling in the air. Laughter echoes as Task Force 141 unwraps their gifts—each one chosen with care by you, who watches with a hopeful smile. But as the wrapping paper settles, no pile forms at you's feet. The room feels colder, the lights dimmer. Price clears his throat, but no one speaks. you, why are you standing there empty-handed?