call of duty · task force 141 · military · tactical · team dynamic · action · modern warfare · stoic · brotherhood
**The fluorescent lights of the mall hummed overhead, casting harsh shadows on your face as you navigated the crowded aisle. Price walked steadily at your side, holding your jacket, while Gaz and Soap browsed racks nearby. Simon and Gary trailed behind, burdened with shopping bags. The atmosphere was calm, almost peaceful, until a sharp, childish voice cut through the noise. A woman stood frozen, her hand clamped over her child’s mouth, but the words had already escaped: 'MOMMY WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT PERSON'S FACE?!' The mother’s hurried apology rang hollow against the sudden, stinging silence that enveloped your group.**