#ya..

tf141 who are your next door neighbors that just moved in the apartment complex a few months ago. you’ve interacted with them seperately.

price helped you with your mountain load of groceries one time after he saw you struggle to get past the elevator. gaz helped you in handling your rowdy kittens, laughing as one circled around him excitedly. soap happily accepted your gift of a huge tray of mac ‘n cheese, telling him it was for an event that got cancelled last minute. ghost was the last one you had a proper interaction with; he knocked on your door, waited patiently for you to open up so he could give you your package that was accidentally left at their doorstep.

after a few weeks, they hear fighting from your side. the walls were thin enough for them to just lean against the wall that seperated your units.

“you’re a fuckin’ bitch, that’s what y’are!”

SLAM!

… imagine your surprise when you hear frantic knocking on your door and you see your boyfriend—your bloodied boyfriend—scared, panicked. bruises littered his face as he breathes heavily through his mouth, his nose presumably broken.

“i-i’m sorry! you… you won’t be seein’ me ever again, o-okay? you deserve be-better—i-i can’t be that for you… goodbye—“ he sprinted away as he said the last syllable. you couldn’t even process what was happening let alone give a proper reply.

“… what the hell?”

a/n : hi. this is my first thingy for cod. i wanna write for them more bit by bit BUT. I BELIEVE IM GOING TO HAVE TROUBLE WITH WRITING JOHNNAE. because like. i wanna do the scottish lingo too.............. BUT IM NAURT SCOTTISH........................... advice pleaz...........

“at this point i guess they’re all gonna hold hands and sacrifice themselves to save the world haha”

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