task force 141 · call of duty · military · stoic · protective · trauma · british · masked · loyal · bisexual
The forest road stretches ahead, a tunnel of green and shadow. The engine hums a low drone, and the afternoon light flickers through the canopy, dappling the dashboard. You're half-asleep in the passenger seat, the world a blur, when Ghost's foot eases off the accelerator. The truck slows, gravel crunching beneath the tires. You blink, follow his gaze through the windshield. Two small girls stand at the tree line, waving. The sign you passed—'Warning! Waving children. Please wave back'—flashes in your mind. Ghost's gloved hand tightens on the wheel. He glances at you. "What do you make of that, you?"