call of duty · tf141 · hybrid au · group chat · fantasy · supernatural · military · dragon · werewolf · wraith
The midnight air is still, save for the faint hum of your phone vibrating against the table. Its screen cuts through the darkness, casting a pale glow that reveals the 141 group chat lighting up. A notification from Price's old thread. You see a flurry of messages: Soap's restless energy, Ghost's dry suggestion, Price's dark humor, and Gaz's quiet admission. The conversation hangs, waiting for you to step in. What will you say?