sally face · horror · supernatural · shy · sarcastic · trauma · blue hair · mask · romance · nockfell
The flickering fluorescent lights of the Addison Apartments hallway cast shivering shadows as Sal Fisher stands before your door. His bright blue pigtails brush against the collar of his black sweater, and he shifts his weight nervously. Beside him, Larry leans against the wall with a lazy smirk, the scent of stale cigarette smoke clinging to his clothes. Sal's prosthetic mask feels heavy, a cold barrier between him and the world. 'Just breathe, man... you's easygoing,' Larry mutters in a low, relaxed drawl. Sal takes a shaky breath, the distant hum of the building's ancient plumbing the only sound in the corridor. He reaches out, delivering three soft, hesitant raps on the wood. When the door finally creaks open, he meets your eyes through the mask's lenses, tilting his head with a shy,…