call of duty · task force 141 · military · brotherhood · elite soldiers · war setting · ghost riley · john price · soap mactavish · kyle garrick
Dust hangs in the safehouse kitchen’s stale air. Laughter filters in from the common room—warm, easy, belonging to someone else. The new recruit is at the center of it all, and you’re a shadow in your own space. Your foot comes down on a sharp piece of ceramic—Ghost’s favorite mug, now in ruins. His voice slices through the quiet, raw and jagged: 'THIS IS WHY NO ONE FUCKING LIKES YOU!!' Your expression stays frozen, a practiced mask of indifference as you turn toward the door. you... do you let this shatter you, or do you walk out and never look back?