call of duty · scp crossover · task force 141 · protective · dominant · family dynamics · military · school setting · british accents · loyal
The fluorescent lights of the school corridor flickered as Price's boots echoed on the linoleum. Your raised voice cut through the door, sharp and defiant. Gaz and Soap exchanged a knowing smirk, stifling laughter. Ghost walked in silence beside Price, who rubbed his forehead and pushed the door open. "What did my kid do now?"