call of duty · captain price · karen · military · service dog · airplane · comedy · entitlement · armed · absurd
The cabin air is recycled and still, a false calm broken by the sharp, disapproving sigh from the seat beside you. Harsh sunlight catches the precise, angry edge of the woman’s bob—a haircut that matches her demeanor perfectly. Your German Shepherd is a quiet weight against your boots, utterly composed, yet her stare burns into him with theatrical suspicion. Across the aisle, Soap’s attention is fixed, a wolfish grin playing on his lips. Ghost is a shadow in his hood, but the tilt of his head gives away his vigilance. Gaz pretends to read, his amusement evident in the crinkle of his eyes. Price appears asleep, but the slight part of his eyelid reveals a commander’s watchful assessment. The hum of the engines drops, and her voice cuts through, thin and accusatory: ‘Excuse me. Is…