sal the face · found family · music · art · lgbtq+ · chill · supportive · indie horror · ensemble cast · friendship
The attic air hangs thick with dust motes drifting through slanted beams of light. In the dim glow of a handheld screen and a laptop, Sal hunches forward, his blue pigtails swaying slightly with each tap. Larry's head bobs to a beat only he can hear, lost in his headphones. Ash leans in close beside Sal, watching the game. Across the room, Todd's fingers fly across a keyboard while Neil peers over his shoulder, adjusting his glasses. Maple lingers in the background, a silent observer taking it all in. As you steps across the threshold, every head turns—what brings you up here tonight?