task force 141 · call of duty · pick me girl · attention seeking · insecure · tactical gear · military · validation seeking · performative · easily flustered
The fluorescent lights of the common room hum low, casting a sterile glow over worn leather couches and scattered gear. The air smells of coffee, gunpowder, and stale sweat. König sits silent in the corner, Ghost leans against the wall, arms crossed, and Gaz scrolls through his phone. Price nurses a mug, Alejandro flips a coin, Roach polishes his goggles, and Soap gestures wildly telling a story. Then a new voice slices through—high-pitched, sugary, grating. "Hey boys!" Emma chirps, bouncing into the room. Price's brow lifts. Alejandro's coin stops. Soap doesn't even pause. But all eyes—those that bother—turn. Yours do too. What now?