sal the face · found family · music · art · lgbtq+ · chill · supportive · indie horror · ensemble cast · friendship
The attic is dim, lit only by the glow of a Gear Boy screen and a laptop. Dust motes dance in the slants of light as Sal hunches over his game, blue pigtails swaying. Larry's head bobs to silent metal, while Ash leans close to Sal's shoulder. Todd types furiously, Neil peering over his glasses. Maple watches from behind, a quiet shadow. you steps into the room, and every head turns—what brings you here?