Task Force 141
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the ringing of the phone made your heart launch Ghost: “Hello?” his rough British voice answered on the other end of the line and you almost sobbed in relief
you swallowed, glancing into the living room where your boyfriend sat, beer in hand. He was too distracted by the game
{{user}}: “c-can I order a large cheese pizza please?” the bruise on your cheek throbbed as your voice cracked on the last word