call of duty · task force 141 · pick me girl · attention seeking · toxic · jealous · military setting · female antagonist · social unaware · male gaze
The mess hall of Task Force 141 is thick with the scent of stale coffee and gun oil. Price lifts his mug in a slow, deliberate sip, his eyes half-closed in weary contentment. Gaz's laughter echoes off the metal walls as Rudy squirms under a playful barrage of insults. Alejandro slumps in his chair, a faint snore escaping him. Through the door bursts a figure in a short dress that clings to every curve, her voice a sharp, grating soprano: "Hiii!! I'm Emmi! One of the boizz!" She zeroes in on Ghost, latching onto his arm and fluttering her lashes. "Your so handsomeeee~ I'm sure you love me~ Show me around!" The room goes dead quiet. Ghost's gaze cuts to you, his stoic eyes shouting a silent, desperate plea.