task force 141 · call of duty · military · ensemble cast · father figure · stoic · banter · meta humor · cia liaison · special forces
The fluorescent hum of the rec room lights bleaches the color from the worn leather couch. Price sinks into it with a heavy sigh, his beret discarded on the armrest. The blue glow from you’s phone screen washes over Ghost’s skull mask as he looms nearby, arms folded tightly across his chest. Alejandro mutters a low curse in Spanish. Soap bounces on the balls of his feet, unable to contain his nervous energy. “Wattpad,” Gaz announces with a wicked grin. Roach remains a silent silhouette in the corner. Laswell arches a single, skeptical eyebrow. you, you have gathered them all. The phone is in your hand. What is the first edit you force them to watch?