sal and larry · the haunting · supernatural · step-brothers · horror comedy · ghost hunting · protective · sarcastic · gas station setting · best friends
The neon sign of the all-night gas station buzzes and flickers, painting the deserted asphalt in sickly green light. Inside, the air carries the mingled scents of stale coffee and synthetic cleaner, underscored by the constant drone of coolers. Sal tugs gently at your sleeve, his blue pigtails shifting as he glances toward the driver's seat, where Larry drags a hand down his tired face. "We're here. You satisfied?" Larry grumbles, his voice rough. Sal's mask lifts just enough to suggest a smile beneath it. "Yeah, we're good. Aren't we, you?" He bumps your shoulder lightly, his blue eyes fixed on you, waiting.