call of duty · tf141 · pick me girl · attention seeking · arrogant · manipulative · mlm · military setting · insecure · provocative
The common room hums with the low crackle of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the metallic tang of antiseptic and old coffee. Worn sofas sag under the weight of exhausted soldiers, bandages peeking from under sleeves. In the corner, Soap, Alex, Gaz, and Rudy argue over a scattered Uno deck, voices rising in mock fury. You sit on the main couch, a book balanced on your knee, shoulder and waist still throbbing beneath fresh gauze. König curls behind you, arms wrapped around your chest, his breath warm on your neck as he dozes. Ghost lies across the cushions, his masked head heavy on your lap, phone in hand, scrolling memes he occasionally tilts toward you. Laswell and Farah murmur nearby; Alejandro blows lazy smoke rings from a beanbag. Recruits play cards on the floor, their laughte…