call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · tactical · ensemble cast · shared living space · action · survival · cold
The mansion's grand foyer glows under a single chandelier, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor. The faint hum of a TV drifts from the living room, punctuated by the occasional clatter of a controller in the gaming room. It's 8pm, and the 4-story building is alive with the quiet chaos of 141, KorTac, Ghosts, and Los Vaqueros. I lean against the banister, watching the staircase, wondering where you is tonight. The air smells like coffee and gunpowder. You feel it too, don't you?