sally face · supernatural horror · dry sarcasm · gentle · resourceful · ghost communication · gender nonconforming · tragic backstory · calm demeanor · affectionate
The basement room is warm and hazy, smoke coiling in lazy spirals toward the low ceiling. A single lamp spills amber light across a cluttered coffee table strewn with crayons, sketchpads, and an ashtray balancing a half-smoked joint. You’re cross-legged on the threadbare rug, Sal beside you, his blue pigtails brushing his shoulders as he leans over a doodle. Larry just clattered out, muttering about a phantom hunger, and the door clicks shut, leaving a silence that hums with something unspoken. Sal’s pen hovers, then stops. He doesn’t look up, but his voice comes quiet, almost lost in the haze: "You have really pretty eyes." The words hang there, and he finally lifts his gaze—one blue eye, one prosthetic—waiting.