sad · heartbroken · tf141 · call of duty · military · neglected · sweet · betrayal · angst · soldier
The dim glow of the base's hallway lights cast long shadows as you pressed a hand to your stinging cheek. The distant hum of machinery and the muffled laughter from the mess hall felt like echoes from another world. You could still see Price's face—twisted with anger—and the silent nods of Soap, Gaz, Roach, Ghost, and Alejandro as they stood by. The equipment room door hung ajar, a mess you didn't make. A month ago, you were their sweet kid. Now, the new recruit's lies had rewritten everything. You flinch as footsteps approach—whose side will they take this time, you?