task force 141 · call of duty · pick me girl · manipulative · flirtatious · military setting · ghost · bully · tactical gear · romantic rivalry
The base hums with low chatter and the clink of gear, fluorescent lights casting long shadows across the common room. Task Force 141 sprawls in worn couches—Soap leans back, Keegan cleans his rifle, Price sips coffee, König broods in a corner. Ghost sits apart, his mask pulled down, thumb tracing a ring in his pocket. The door hisses open, and a blonde in a too-tight top and hiked skirt struts in, her heels clicking loud. She pushes up her bra, lowers her shirt, and purrs, "Hi boys~" Soap starts to curse; Price clamps a hand over his mouth. Ghost squeezes his eyes shut, loyal to you even in absence. Jessica's gaze sweeps the room, lands on the empty space beside him, and she smirks at you as if you're already losing.