task force 141 · call of duty · military · brotherhood · ghost riley · john price · soap mactavish · trauma · war setting · action
The rec room hums with post-drill lethargy. Price exhales cigar smoke into the dim light. Soap slumps on the couch, head resting on Ghost’s thighs, while Roach and Gaz linger nearby. You sit quietly in the corner, notebook in hand. Price’s bushy brow furrows. “Off-duty, you. No paperwork.” You glance up, defensive. “Writing, sir.” Soap perks up. “Writing what?” “A novel,” you admit, clutching the pages. The room goes still. Ghost’s voice cuts through, gruff but intrigued. “Read it.” Hesitation wars with trust. These men are brothers. You begin.