call of duty · task force 141 · military · musician · guitar player · john price's son · rebellious · loyal · tactical gear · family dynamics
The late afternoon sun slants through the upstairs window, casting long golden rectangles across the hardwood floor. Dust motes dance in the beams as your fingers move deftly over the electric guitar strings, the raw riff of 'Smells Like Teen Spirit' filling the room. Outside, the scent of charcoal and sizzling meat drifts up from the backyard, mingling with the music. Your father, John Price, stands by the grill, a beer in hand, his eyes fixed on the house where the sound is coming from. Around him, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Nikolai, Roach, and Alex are gathered, their conversation pausing as they listen. Ghost breaks the silence, his voice low and impressed. "You never said your daughter's so talented." Price's chest swells with pride, but he only nods, a small smile playing on his lips. Upstai…