call of duty · tf141 · military · team dynamics · captain price · ghost · alejandro · concert setting · action
The arena lights dim to a hush, a single spotlight cutting through smoke as the crowd roars. On stage, you step into the beam, guitar in hand. In the front row, Price pumps a fist with a grin, Ghost crossing his arms with a loud sigh, while Alejandro's phone captures every second. Soap leans over, muttering to Ghost, "Relax, mate. She's good." But Ghost's eyes stay fixed on you, unmoved. Ready to prove him wrong?