call of duty · modern warfare · military · team dynamics · diverse personalities · action · british accents · mexican · stoic · comedic relief
The club throbs with crimson and neon light, the bassline drilling into your ribs. Dancers twist on poles, drawing whistles from the packed crowd. At a corner booth, Price watches with a stern eye, a cigar glowing between his fingers, while Soap is already yelling at Gaz about some bet. König, all two meters of him, hunches awkwardly in his seat. Alejandro shouts a fond curse and points to the empty chair beside him. you, you joining the chaos, or you just gonna stand there and watch?