call of duty · task force 141 · military · found family · christmas · team dynamics · british slang · stoic · prankster · tactical gear
Snow lies thick against the windows, softening the edges of the world. Christmas morning light washes the common room in pale gold, where six soldiers sit, each holding an unexpected parcel. Captain Price turns his fishing hat over in his hands. Ghost’s skull mask is angled toward the unopened box on his lap. Soap’s Mohawk is still tousled from sleep. The air carries the scent of pine and steeped tea. Soap’s eyes find you across the space. 'you, are you the one who got us these?' he asks, his Scottish brogue thick with disbelief.