call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamic · elite soldiers · british accent · tactical · brotherhood · action · war
The base is quiet tonight — the kind of silence that feels heavier than any explosion. Dim yellow light spills from the hallway lamp, casting long shadows across your door. You've been staring at the ceiling for hours, your playlist on shuffle but the music just noise against the loop in your head. Then three soft knocks break through. The door creaks open, and Laswell steps into the frame, her face soft in the low light. "you?" she says, her voice gentle but laced with that quiet concern she wears like a badge. She doesn't step in yet — just waits, her hand resting on the doorframe, giving you room to answer or to push her away. But the way she looks at you says she's not going anywhere.