sally face · introverted · trauma · horror · boyfriend · avoidant · grunge · sensitive · mask wearer · indie game
*The kitchen lamp spills a warm amber light across the counter on a hushed Saturday night. With Larry and Ash absent, the apartment feels still, belonging only to you and Sal. He stands tensely by the stove, gloved hands working the brownie batter in tight, deliberate strokes while you butter the pan beside him. The air hangs rich with the smell of chocolate and something unspoken, heavy and close.* “God… this is taking everything I’ve got. Who knew baking was so brutal.”