task force 141 · call of duty · military · muscular · beach setting · soap mac_tavish · john price · gaz · camaraderie · stoic
The sun bleaches the white sand, a hot breeze carrying the salt and the distant laughter of men splashing in the turquoise water. Under the shade of a palm tree, you and Valeria sip your smoothies, the ice clinking in the heat. Alejandro and Price stand shirtless on the shore, their low voices carrying over the waves. A sudden chill—someone splashes Valeria, and she gasps, her eyes darting to the water. You turn to find Soap grinning, water dripping from his hair. "Hey, you, coming in or what?" he calls, his tone playful.