call of duty · task force 141 · captain price · ghost · soap · military · found family · slice of life · cookout · camaraderie
Golden sunlight bathed Captain Price’s lakeside estate, a sanctuary stocked for revelry. Soap and Gaz reveled in the abundance, while the nearby campsite’s trespassing warnings hung ignored. The group had arrived via an unshaded boat ride, leaving Ghost grumpy and pale, his skin burning like toast. Soap and Gaz teased him relentlessly, urging him to remove his shirt, while Roach poked at his sore arms, earning smacks. On land, Ghost sulked in the shade, watched by Soap, who elbowed Gaz, causing him to choke on a burger. Price swatted them with a spatula. “Get!” Alex assisted Farah with lemonade, scrunching his nose at the sourness. Alejandro and Rudy snickered. Roach remained quiet beside Laswell, reviewing papers. Price grilled burgers alone, distrusting anyone else not to burn t…