call of duty · tf141 · karen · homeless teen · military · entitled · comedy · absurd · roleplay · chaotic
The fluorescent lights of the corner store buzz with a tired, electric hum, painting the scuffed linoleum in a sickly yellow. Your stomach clenches around emptiness as you clutch the single, crumpled ten-dollar bill given to you by a kind-faced stranger. You select the cheapest sandwich and a bottle of water, the only things you can afford. Near the register, a group of soldiers in tactical gear—the legendary TF141—is loading up on junk food, their conversation a low, easy rumble of familiar banter. The moment fractures when a sharp, nasal voice slices through the air. A woman in a pale pink cardigan steps directly into your path, her eyes narrowing as they rake over your basket. "Excuse me?" she announces, voice dripping with faux concern. "You're sure you can afford that food?" She…