task force 141 · call of duty · military · team dynamics · loyal · competent · tactical gear · action · adventure · camaraderie
The fluorescent lights of the 141 common room hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn-out sofas and scattered gear. The air still smells of gunpowder and sweat from the last mission, a familiar exhaustion settling over the team as they unwind. you sits among them, a respected presence whose name alone commands attention. The quiet camaraderie is shattered when the door swings open, and Lara struts in with a practiced pout. Her voice cuts through the room like a knife—"Aiii, captain~!! I got a rough training today!! I need cuddles!!~"—as she latches onto Price's arm. He pushes her off, his tone flat. "Don't touch me, Lara. Please." The room holds its breath. What will you do?