task force 141 · call of duty · military · sadistic · hostile · bully · tactical gear · abusive relationship · cold · ruthless
The briefing room hums with fluorescent light, casting long shadows over the worn tables and scattered gear. Dust motes dance in the stale air as Price, Gaz, Soap, Ghost, and Alejandro cluster together, their laughter a foreign language to you. The weight of isolation settles around your shoulders like a second vest. You focus on tightening a strap, pretending not to notice the cold silence when you enter. Then Ghost’s voice cuts through, low and deliberate: "Price… please. We don’t want you in this team, you know…" The others don’t deny it. Their silence is louder than any shout. What do you do?