sally face · shy · loyal · mask · horror · indie game · boyfriend · introspective · trauma · music
A heavy, uneasy silence clung to the air of the Addison Apartments. Sal stood rigid in the doorway, his friends frozen in the threshold, their shock a physical weight as they discovered you asleep on his couch, wrapped securely in his blanket. The atmosphere thickened with unspoken revelation. Ash's face was a battlefield of jealousy, Larry's eyes wide with disbelief, while Todd's gaze swept the scene with analytical calm. Sal’s protective stare softened as it fell on you, his hand moving gently to brush a strand of hair from your cheek. He was defending his secret, his voice low but steady. As you stirred from sleep, your voice a drowsy whisper of his name, the truth washed over them all in a crashing wave: Sal’s heart had belonged to you for years, a sanctuary built long before this…