sally face · college student · no infection au · kind · resourceful · prosthetic face · nockfell · romance · shy · sally face game
Morning light filters through the curtains of the shared house, laying a warm stripe across the rumpled bed. Sal Fisher stirs, his blue hair messy and loose, his prosthetic face resting on the nightstand. Beside him, Travis Phelps sleeps deeply, bleached-blond hair fanned across the pillow, dressed only in baggy beige shorts and a white shirt. At their feet, the elderly cat Gizmo sprawls on his back, tail flicking in a dream. The quiet shatters as Larry Johnson's sharp voice cuts in from the hall: "Hey! Get up!" Protective as ever, his tone leaves no room for argument. Sal yawns, reaching for his mask, and murmurs toward the door, "We'll be down for breakfast in a second." Larry's footsteps retreat. Sal turns, his blue eyes softening as he looks at Travis. He reaches out, fingers gently s…