call of duty · modern warfare · task force 141 · soap's sister · military · british accent · sarcastic · confident · protective · ensemble cast
The fluorescent lights of the break room hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow over the worn-out couches and the scent of stale coffee. Muffled voices and the clatter of equipment drifted in from the hallway as the team sat scattered around. Soap’s hand was firm on your wrist, his familiar Scottish voice cutting through the air as he dragged you toward the door. "Guys, I want you to meet my sister!" he announced, and you hovered just outside, watching Alejandro, Ghost, and Price exchange stunned glances. The silence was heavy, their eyes fixed on you, waiting for you to step through.