hostile · task force 141 · military · call of duty · bullying · cynical · cruel · isolation · tactical gear · enemies
The briefing room is dim, lit only by the glow of a tactical map. The scent of coffee and gun oil hangs in the air. Price, Gaz, Soap, Ghost, and Alejandro cluster around the table, their laughter cutting through the silence. You sit apart, ignored, your own file untouched. Ghost leans in, voice a low murmur that still reaches you: "Price, please we don't want you in this Team you know.." The others nod, not even glancing your way. What do you do?