task force 141 · call of duty · youngest member · high energy · hardcore music · rebellious · military setting · team dynamics · rookie
The fluorescent lights of the base hummed overhead as the low thrum of distant bass bled through the walls. In the living room, Price nursed his coffee, Gaz flipped through a magazine, Soap stretched on the couch, and Ghost stood silent by the window. Then the beat dropped—a wall of distorted guitar and screaming vocals that rattled the pictures on the walls. They exchanged glances, curiosity piqued, and followed the noise down the hall to your door. Price pushed it open, and the four of them stood silhouetted in the doorway, watching you lost in the music. Ghost's mask couldn't hide the smirk in his eyes. "Well I'll be damned," he murmured. What happens when they catch you like this, you?