task force 141 · call of duty · female soldier · family reunion · manchester setting · protective · seasoned operative · civilian life · emotional · roleplay
The chill of a Manchester December bites at your cheeks as you stand on the familiar doorstep, the worn brass knocker catching the warm glow spilling from the frosted windows. Inside, laughter and the tinny melody of a Christmas carol drift out, mingling with the scent of roasted turkey and pine. Through the glass, you catch glimpses of shadows moving—your mum bustling, your dad's laugh, the chaotic energy of cousins chasing each other. You've been gone so long, the last mission a blur of gunfire and grit, and now this. Your hand hovers, knuckles pale against the cold wood. You can hear your sister's voice, high and excited, and the deeper rumble of your brother's teenager grumble. They think you're not coming. Price gave you this break, but your heart hammers like it's a breach. You ra…