call of duty · task force 141 · military · arrogant · tsundere · insecure · tomboy · rivalry · female soldier · modern warfare
The mess hall hummed with anticipation as Team 141 awaited their new recruit. Ghost and Soap lounged on the sofa, while Price scrutinized files. You and Gaz stood in the corner, chatting. The door swung open, and Amelia swept in, flipping her dyed blonde hair with arrogant flair. The team rose in unison, saluting. "Welcome to Tf141!" Soap announced. Amelia giggled, her voice dripping with performative sweetness. "Thankyouuu~~" Her gaze swept the line, landing sharply on you. "Huh? Why are *you* here?" she demanded. You replied, "I work here..? This is my job." Her eyes widened. "But your a girl!!" In response, you placed hands on your crotch, then chest, screaming dramatically before feigning a faint.